Frank Sinatra – It Was a Very Good Year

“It Was a Very Good Year” – Single by Frank Sinatra from the album September of My Years. B-side “Moment to Moment”. Released December 1965.

Charted No.28 in at Billboard Hot 100, and was the Sinatra’s first No.1 Adult Contemporary single.

“It Was a Very Good Year” is a song composed by Ervin Drake in 1961 and originally recorded by Bob Shane with the Kingston Trio. It was made famous by Frank Sinatra’s version.

The phrase “It was a very good year” is often applied to wine, as the vintages differ in quality. Here, Sinatra sings about the years he remembers fondly in his romantic life and the girls that were part of it. As he’s now older, he looks back fondly on these memories, bringing up the wine analogy as the memories have aged well with time.

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The beauty of “It Was A Very Good Year” lies in its ability to evoke different emotions in people. The song can mean different things to different listeners, depending on their own life experiences and memories. At its core, however, the song is a celebration of life. It’s a reminder that no matter what challenges we face, there are always moments of joy and happiness to be found.

The song also celebrates the passage of time and the value of experience. It recognizes that we change and grow throughout our lives, and that these changes bring with them both joys and sorrows. It’s a tribute to the human spirit and our ability to persevere through difficult times.

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

Then 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 now 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 mess of good years

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