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 . . . Set8