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When I was seventeen |
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It was a very good year |
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It was a very good year |
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For small town girls and soft summer nights |
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We'd hide from the lights on the village green |
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When I was seventeen |
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When I was twenty-one |
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It was a very good year |
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It was a very good year |
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For city girls who lived up the stairs |
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With all that perfumed hair |
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And it came undone |
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When I was twenty-one |
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Then I was thirty-five |
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It was a very good year |
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It was a very good year |
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For blue-blooded girls of independent means |
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Who'd ride in limousines |
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And their chauffeurs would drive |
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When I was thirty-five |
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When I was fifty-three |
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It was a wonderful year |
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It was a wonderful year |
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To find the girl I'd call my own |
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A place where I belong |
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And she'd love only me |
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When I was fifty-three |
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But now the days grow short |
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I'm in the autumn of my years |
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And now I think of my life |
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As vintage wine from fine old kegs |
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From the brim to the dregs |
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And it poured sweet and clear |
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It was a very good year |