It Was A Very Good Year (Live at the Sands, Las Vegas-Jan.-Feb. 1966) [The Frank Sinatra Collection]

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 When I was twenty-one It was a very good year It was a very good year For city girls who lived up the stair With all that perfumed hair 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-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 I think of my life As vintage wine from fine old kegs From the brim to the dregs And it poured sweet and clear It was a very good year It was a very good year