Strawberry Wine

Faith Hill

Composição de: Deanna Carter
He was working through college 
On my grandpa's farm 
I was thirstin' for knowledge 
And he had a car 

Yeah, I was caught somewhere  
Between a woman and a child 
One restless summer 
We found love growin' wild 

On the banks on 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 
The first taste of love, oh bittersweet 
The green on the vine 
Like strawberry wine 

Well, 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 

Strawberry wine, seventeen 
The hot July moon saw everything 
The first taste of love, oh bittersweet 
The green on the vine 
Like strawberry Wine 

The fields have grown over now 
Years since they've seen a plow 
There's nothin' time hasn't touched 
Is it really him or the loss of my innocence 
I've been missin' so much 
Yeah  

Strawberry wine, seventeen  
The hot July moon saw everything 
The first taste of love, oh bittersweet 
The green on the vine 
Like strawberry wine, seventeen 
The hot July moon saw everything 
The first taste of love, oh bittersweet 
The green on the vine 
Like strawberry wine 

strawberry wine 
ohhhhhh 
strawberry wine
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