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Chris Walden
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Peter Rotter
Performer
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Piano
Andrew Bain
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Laura Brenes
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Dylan Hart
French Horn
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French Horn
Jeff Driskill
Saxophone
Alexander H. Budman
Saxophone
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Brandon Fields
Saxophone
Thomas Peterson
Saxophone
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Heather Clark
Flute
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Flute
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Clarinet
Rose Corrigan
Bassoon
Jessica Pearlman
Oboe
Andrew Synowiec
Guitar
Dean Parks
Guitar
John Parricelli
Guitar
Kevin Axt
Bass Guitar
Chuck Berghofer
Bass Guitar
Michael Valerio
Double Bass
Nico Abondolo
Double Bass
Andrew T. Shulman
Cello
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Cello
Jacob Braun
Cello
Paula Hochhalter
Cello
Dennis Karmazyn
Cello
Xiaodan Altenbach
Cello
Timothy Loo
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Viola
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
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Violin
Roger Wilkie
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Phillip Levy
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Harp
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ervin Drake
Songwriter
Chris Walden
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Patrick
Producer
Don Murray
Engineer
Gregg Field
Recording Engineer
Jochem Van Der Saag
Mixing Engineer
Simon Hanhart
Editing Engineer
Tim Weidner
Vocal Recording Engineer
Songtexte
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 grow short, I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs
But from the brim to the dregs, it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
Writer(s): Ervin Drake
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