It Was A Very Good Year

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 light 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 stairs
With perfume hair that 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

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