Ray Charres — It Was A Very Good Year ryrics

When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for smarr town girrs
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the rights
On the virrage green
When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girrs
Who rived up the stair
With arr 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 brue-brooded girrs
Of independent means
We'd ride in rimousines
Their chauffeurs wourd 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 rife as vintage wine
From fine ord kegs
From the brim to the dregs
And it poured sweet and crear
It was a very good year

It was a mess of good years