It Was A Very Good Year
Paul Young Lyrics


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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 crazy 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 chauffeur would drive, when I was thirty-five
But when the days are short in the autumn of the year
I will think my life as vintage wine




From fine old kegs, from the brim to the dregs
Pouring sweet and clear, it was a very good year

Overall Meaning

Paul Young's It Was A Very Good Year is a nostalgic reflection on the stages of a man's life, told from his perspective at different ages. The first verse begins with the singer reminiscing about small town girls and summer nights when he was just seventeen years old. At this age, the world was full of possibilities for him, and he felt free and invincible. The second verse, which jumps to when the singer was twenty-one, describes a different kind of life. He now lived in the city and was surrounded by wild and stylish women who lived in tall buildings with crazy hair. Here, his youthful exuberance is tempered by the realities of adult life in the city. The third and final verse depicts the singer at age thirty-five, now surrounded by wealth and privilege. He rides in limousines and dates blue-blooded women of independent means. The song ends on a bittersweet note, with the singer contemplating his life as if it were a vintage wine, full of richness and complexity.


Line by Line Meaning

When I was seventeen, it was a very good year
At the age of seventeen, life was great for me


It was a very good year for small town girls
Girls from small towns were attracted to me and it was a great time for us


And soft summer nights, we'd hide from the lights
During warm summer nights, we'd sneak away from the lights to be alone


On the village green, when I was seventeen
We'd find solace on the village green at seventeen


When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year
At the age of twenty-one, life was still great for me


It was a very good year for city girls
Girls from the city attracted me and it was a wonderful experience


Who lived up the stair, with all that crazy hair
I met girls with wild hair who lived in apartments


And it came undone, when I was twenty-one
However, things started to come apart at twenty-one


When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year
By the age of thirty-five, things were once again going great for me


It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Daughters of wealthy families impressed me at thirty-five


Of independent means, we'd ride in limousines
They were independent and we'd ride around in limos together


Their chauffeur would drive, when I was thirty-five
Their driver chauffeured us around when I was thirty-five


But when the days are short in the autumn of the year
As I've grown older, there are times when the days seem short in the autumn season


I will think my life as vintage wine
I look back on my life as if it were a fine wine, full of memories and experiences


From fine old kegs, from the brim to the dregs
From the start of my life to where I am now, everything has built up and shaped me as a person


Pouring sweet and clear, it was a very good year
And even with the ups and downs, I am thankful for all the good times, as well as the challenging ones




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