Текст песни: Deanna Carter - Strawberry Wine



he was workin through college

on my granpas`s farm

i was thirstin for knowledge

and he had a car



Yeah i was caught somewhere between a woman and a child

when one restless summer we found love growin wild

on the banks of a river on a well beaten path

its funny how those memories they last,



like strawberry wine

seventeen

the hot july moon saw everything

my first taste of love

oh, bittersweet

green on the vine

like strawberry wine



Well i still remember

when 30 was old

my biggest fear was september

when he had to go



A few cards and letters

and one long distance call

we drifted away like the leaves in the fall

but year after year i come back to this place

just to remember the taste



of strawberry wine

seventeen

the hot july moon saw everything

my first taste of love

oh bittersweet

green on the vine

like strawberry wine



the fields have grown over now

years since they`ve seen the plow

theres nothing time hasnt touched

is it really him or the loss of my innocence

ive been missing so much

yeah

repeat chorus

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he was workin through college

on my granpas`s farm

i was thirstin for knowledge

and he had a car



Yeah i was caught somewhere between a woman and a child

when one restless summer we found love growin wild

on the banks of a river on a well beaten path

its funny how those memories they last,



like strawberry wine

seventeen

the hot july moon saw everything

my first taste of love

oh, bittersweet

green on the vine

like strawberry wine



Well i still remember

when 30 was old

my biggest fear was september

when he had to go



A few cards and letters

and one long distance call

we drifted away like the leaves in the fall

but year after year i come back to this place

just to remember the taste



of strawberry wine

seventeen

the hot july moon saw everything

my first taste of love

oh bittersweet

green on the vine

like strawberry wine



the fields have grown over now

years since they`ve seen the plow

theres nothing time hasnt touched

is it really him or the loss of my innocence

ive been missing so much

yeah

repeat chorus

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