He was working through college on my grandpa's farm I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car, yeah I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child One restless summer we found love growing wild On the banks of the river on a well beaten path It's funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine, seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet But green on the vine Like strawberry wine
I still remember when thirty 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, whoa bittersweet But green on the vine Like strawberry wine
The fields have grown over now Years since they've seen a plow There's nothing time hasn't touched Is it really him or the loss of my innocence I've been missing so much? Yeah
Like strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet And green on the vine
Like strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet But green on the vine Like strawberry wine
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