It Was A Very Good Year

It Was a Very Good Year - Paul Young (保羅·楊)

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 grow 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

And it poured sweet and clear

It was a very good year