Capo III 

Bm F# 

           Bm 
When I was seventeen 
         C 
It was a very good year 
         Bm                 D 
It was a very good year for small town girls 
    C 
And soft summer nights 
     B 
We d hide from the lights 
       A 
On the village green 
           B 
When I was seventeen 

Bm F# 

           Bm 
When I was twenty-one 
         C   
It was a very good year 
         Bm                 D 
It was a very good year for city girls 
    C 
Who lived up the stair 
     B 
With perfumed hair 
     A 
that came undone 
           B 
When I was twenty-one 

Bm F# 

            Bm 
But now the days grow short 
           C 
I'm in the autumn of the year 
    Bm                        D 
And now I think of my life as vintage wine 
     C 
from fine old kegs 
         B 
from the brim to the dregs 
     A 
It s oh sweet and clear 
         B              A 
It was a very good year 
         B              A 
It was a very good year 
         B              A 
It was a very good year  . . .  


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