Strawberry Wine Lyrics

Strawberry Wine lyrics

(Matraca Berg, Gary Harrison)
He was working through college on my
grandpa's farm.
I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car.
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.
It's 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 they've seen the plow.
There's nothing time hasn't touched.
Is it really him or the loss of my
innocence.
I'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.