Текст песни Strawberry Wine - Angela Hacker

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 was 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 was 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, Seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love was bittersweet
But green on the vine,
Like Strawberry Wine, Seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love, Oh bittersweet
But green on the vine,
Like Strawberry Wine.

Strawberry Wine...

Ohhhhh...

Strawberry Wine.