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He was working through college on my grandpaand's farm
i was thirsting 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 growing wild
on the banks of the river on a well beaten path
funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
I still remember when thirty was old
and 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 and 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 theyand've seen the plow
thereand's nothing time hasnand't touched
is it really him or the loss of my innocense
iand've been missing so much
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
And seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
Deana Carter
Strawberry Wine
Strawberry Wine
He was working through college on my grandpaand's farm
i was thirsting 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 growing wild
on the banks of the river on a well beaten path
funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
I still remember when thirty was old
and 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 and 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 theyand've seen the plow
thereand's nothing time hasnand't touched
is it really him or the loss of my innocense
iand've been missing so much
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
And seventeen
the hot july moon saw everything
my first taste of love oh bittersweet
green on the vine
like strawberry wine
