Strawberry Wine
Deana Carter
CHe was working through Fcollege
COn my grandpa's Gfarm
CI was thirstin' for Fknowledge
CAnd he had a Gcar
Yeah, CI was caught somewhere between a Fwoman and a child
COne restless summer we found Flove growing wild
On the Gbanks of a river on a Fwell beaten path
It's Gfunny how those memories they Flast
Like strawberry Cwine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everytFhing
My first taste of Clove was Gbittersweet
The green on the Amvine
FLike strawberry CwineF
CI still remFember
CWhen thirty was Gold
CMy biggest fear was SepFtember
CWhen he had to Ggo
A Cfew cards and letters and one Flong distance call
We Cdrifted away like the Fleaves in the fall
But Gyear after year I come Fback to this place
GJust to remember the Ftaste
Of strawberry Cwine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everytFhing
My first taste of Clove was Gbittersweet
The green on the Amvine
Like Fstrawberry Cwine
The Dmfields have grown over now
DmYears since the've seen the plow
DmThere's nothing time hasn't touched
Was Amit really him or the Closs of my innocence
G/HI've been missing so Gmuch
YeaaaaaaChGAmF
Strawberry Cwine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everytFhing
My first taste of Clove was Gbittersweet
And green on the Amvine
FLike strawberry Cwine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everytFhing