When the World Was Young
Aretha Franklin Lyrics


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It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree,
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke, I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke,
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall.
Are the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze that we walk among,
Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame,
Come by for a drink, we're having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came.
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine,
There's laughter and lights and glamor and wine.
And beautiful girls and summer's been mine, but often my eyes see a different shine.
Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung,




On our backs sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
Only last July when the world was young.

Overall Meaning

In Aretha Franklin's When The World Was Young, the singer is reflecting on their past experiences and memories while also acknowledging their current status as a well-known figure in Parisian society. They describe themselves as a "boulevardier," meaning a wealthy and sophisticated person who frequents fashionable restaurants and cafes. The singer is comfortable in social settings, able to make people laugh and enjoy their company. However, they are also very nostalgic for a different time when things were simpler and their memories were happier.


They then shift to reminisce about their past, describing idyllic moments spent playing games and lying in hay during the summertime when they were younger. They remember walking among apple trees, looking at the blossoms and feeling the breeze. The singer uses the phrase "when the world was young" twice which evokes a sense of longing for a time of innocence and wonder that they believe is lost to them.


Throughout the song, the singer seems to be conflicted between their current life of fame and luxury and their memories of a simpler, happier time. They seem to long for the days of their youth and the memories they hold close, which brings a sense of melancholy to the lyrics.


Overall, When The World Was Young is a thoughtful and reflective song that explores the human desire to reflect on the past and long for simpler times. It highlights the tension between memory and the present, between nostalgia and progress.


Line by Line Meaning

It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree,
I'm not here by coincidence, I am a man about town, well-known and admired in Paris.


For over the noise, the talk and the smoke, I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke,
Despite the commotion and chatter around me, I can always provide some entertainment and amiable conversation with a drink and a joke.


I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
As I enter a room full of people, someone will call out for me to come sit with them.


A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall.
Someone will always offer me a drink or join in on the conviviality, but I often think back to these moments with nostalgia.


Are the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze that we walk among,
I remember the lovely trees with their flowers blowing in the gentle wind that we used to stroll among.


Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the rounds were sung,
We would play games, sometimes while singing songs, and rest in the hay.


Only yesterday when the world was young.
These memories seem so recent, as though it were only yesterday when the world was young.


Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame,
People recognize me and know my name, which is a kind of celebrity in its own right.


Come by for a drink, we're having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came.
People often invite me to join them for a drink or a game, and I always enjoy stopping by.


The talk is quite gay, the company's fine,
The conversation is always cheery and the company is enjoyable.


There's laughter and lights and glamor and wine.
There's always plenty of laughter, bright lights, sparkling glamour, and luscious wine.


And beautiful girls and summer's been mine, but often my eyes see a different shine.
I have enjoyed the company of beautiful women and the summers have been wonderful, but sometimes I yearn for something different.


Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung,
I cherish the memories of those sunlit afternoons spent lying in the hammock under the apple trees.


On our backs sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
We would lie on our backs, enjoying the sweet summer air and stare up at the sky until the stars appeared like a string of pearls.


Only last July when the world was young.
It seems like it wasn't too long ago, back in July when the world was young.




Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Michel Philippe-Gerard, Marie Vannier, Johnny Mercer

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@danielcosta5047

It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier
The toast of Paris
Over the noise, the talk and smoke
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, party or a ball
"Come sit over here", somebody will call
A drink for my friends, a drink for them all
But how many times I stop and recall
Ah, the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze
That we walked among, lying in the hay
Games we used to play while the rounds were sung
Only yesterday when the world was young
Wherever I go, they mention my name
And that in itself is some sort of fame
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game"
Wherever I go, I'm so glad I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights and glamor and wine
And thousands of men, some who are mine
But often my eyes see a different shine
Are the apple trees sunlit memories?
Where the hammock swung
On our backs we lie, looking at the sky
Till the stars were strung
Only yesterday when the world was young...



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@DaOrigTruthSeeker

Listen to that vocal clarity. Like a glass of clean and refreshing water on a hot summer's day.

@johnnybajone9994

from the album soft and beautiful

@jacsksonhole

I got goosebumps listening to this stunning version!  Bravo, Aretha!

@ralphewell8398

Quite beautiful

@silvanusslaughter

Thank you, thank you!!

@Rudipolt

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@danielcosta5047

It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier
The toast of Paris
Over the noise, the talk and smoke
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, party or a ball
"Come sit over here", somebody will call
A drink for my friends, a drink for them all
But how many times I stop and recall
Ah, the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze
That we walked among, lying in the hay
Games we used to play while the rounds were sung
Only yesterday when the world was young
Wherever I go, they mention my name
And that in itself is some sort of fame
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game"
Wherever I go, I'm so glad I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights and glamor and wine
And thousands of men, some who are mine
But often my eyes see a different shine
Are the apple trees sunlit memories?
Where the hammock swung
On our backs we lie, looking at the sky
Till the stars were strung
Only yesterday when the world was young...

@danielcosta5047

the belle of the ball

@bullenpaul

"In the early fifties Johnny [Mercer] also set to English words ('Ah, the apple trees') to French composer M. Philippe-Gerard's nostalgic recollection originally titled "Le Chevalier de Paris," which Mercer renamed 'When the World was Young.'"—from the booklet for "Johnny Mercer" in a Columbia Records CD series The Great American Composers. Franklin's version was recorded in 1964, fittingly on July 14. It is 4 minutes 42 second long. This was part of Franklin's pre-fame Columbia period. She would switch to Atlantic and change her style. Interestingly, this not among the 83 songs spread over five discs I have of only her, including a 30-song "Greatest Hits," a 39-song "Jazz to Soul" collection of her early work, or a 14-song "Aretha Sings the Blues." So it is just luck that I ever heard it.

@ZaherHedjazi

wooow

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