Songtexte It Was A Very Good Year - Billy Ocean

Mm, mm
Oh, ooh

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 lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

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 hair
Oh, and it came undone
Ha, ha, ha
When I was twenty-one
Oh

When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year
For boys and girls of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
That their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five
Oh, oh, ooh

Yeah

But now the days grow short
I'm in the autumn of my years
And now I think of my life
As vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
And it goes, sweet and clear
It was a very good, very good, very good
Oh, very good year

Oh, it was a very good year
Oh, sweet and clear, ooh
It was a very good year
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It was a very good year
Oh, I'm in the autumn of my years
But they are very good years