Текст песни Deana Carter - Strawberry Wine
Deana Carter - Strawberry Wine слова песни
He was working through college on my grandpa`s farmI was thirsting for for knowledge and he had a carI was caught somewhere between a woman and a childWhen one restless summer we found love growing wildOn the banks of the river on a well beaten pathFunny how those memories they lastLike strawberry wine and seventeenThe hot July moon saw everythingMy first taste of love oh bittersweetGreen on the vineLike strawberry wineI still remember when thirty was oldMy biggest fear was September when he had to goA few cards and letters and one long distance callWe drifted away like the leaves in the fallBut year after year I come back to this placeJust to remember the tasteOf strawberry wine and seventeenThe hot July moon saw everythingMy first taste of love oh bittersweetGreen on the vineLike strawberry wineThe fields have grown over nowYears since they`ve seen a plowThere`s nothing time hasn`t touchedIs it really him or the loss of my innocenceI`ve been missing so muchLike strawberry wine and seventeenThe hot July moon saw everythingMy first taste of love oh bittersweetGreen on the vineLike strawberry wine