Em
Am
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
B7
Em
When I was seventeen
F
It was a very good year
Em
G
It was a very good year for small town girls
F
And soft summer nights
E
Wed hide from the lights
D
On the village green
E
When I was seventeen
Em
Am
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
B7
Em
When I was twenty-one
F
It was a very good year
Em
G
It was a very good year for city girls
F
Who lived up the stair
E
With all that perfumed hair
D
And it came undone
E
When I was twenty-one
Em
Am
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
B7
Em
When I was thirty-five
F
It was a very good year
Em
G
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
F
Of independent means
E
We’d ride in limousines
D
Their chauffeurs would drive
E
When I was thirty-five
Em
Am
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
B7
Em
But now the days grow short
F
I’m in the autumn of the year
Em
G
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
F
from fine old kegs
E
from the brim to the dregs
D
And it poured sweet and clear
E
D
It was a very good year
E
D
It was a very good year 3x
B7
F
Em
Am
E
G
D
