Il testo della It was very good year

Ervin drake

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 light 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 stairs
With perfumed hair that 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 are 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, it poured sweet and clear. it was a very good year.