Lyrics:

Drake

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 Light 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 Stairs
with Perfume Hair That 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 Now I Think Of My Life As Vintage Wine From Fine Old Kegs
from The Brim To The Dregs. It Poured Sweet And Clear. It Was A Very Good Year.