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Lyrics for 'It Was A Very Good Year' by 'Frank Sinatra'
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
It Was A Mess Of Good Years
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