Frank Sinatra - When i was seventeen

When I was seventeen It Was very good very year,It was a good year foor small-town girls And soft summernights Wed hide from 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 girls Who lived up the stairs With all the perfumed hairs 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-blood girls Of independent means We ride in limousines Their chauffeurs would drive When I was thirty-five But now the days are sure Im in the autumn of the year And now I think of my live As finished wine from fine old grapes From the brim to the drapes With heart sweet and clear It was a very good year