It Was A Very Good Year

It Was A Very Good Year
music & lyric by Ervin Drake

When I was seventeen, it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights.
We'd hide from the lights on the village green, when I was seventeen.

When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stair,
With all that perfumed hair, and it came undone, when I was twenty-one.

When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls of independent means.
We'd ride in limousines; their chauffeurs would drive, when I was thirty-five.

But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year,
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs,
From the brim to the dregs, it poured sweet and clear,
It was a very good year...