Слова песни: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
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