It Was a Very Good Year Songtext
von Alfie Boe

When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year
For small town boys
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 boys
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 boys
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short

I′m in the autumn of the year
And I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year