Introd: Em F Em G F B7
Em F
When I was seventeen it was a very good year,
Em
It was a very good year
G F
For small town girls and soft summer nights.
E
We'd hide from the lights
D E
On the village green when I was seventeen.
Em F
When I was twentyone, it was a very good year,
Em
It was a very good year
G F
For city girls who lived up the stair,
E
With perfumed hair
D E
That came undone, when I was twenty-one.
Em F
When I was thirty-five it was a very good year,
Em
It was a very good year
G F
For blue blooded girls of independant means.
E
We'd ride in limousines
D E
Their chauffeurs would drive when I was thirty-five.
Em F
But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year,
Em
And now I think of my life
G F
As vintage wine from the old kegs,
E
From the brim to the dregs
D E
It poured sweet and clear; it was a very good year!