Harry Belafonte Fifteen Lyrics

Fifteen Lyrics

Lyrics:



The sweetest wine in the world

Is the fruit on the
vine

The sweetest love and our truth

Is the love of your youth



At fifteen I saw her and thought her

So beautiful I kissed her
from a distance

For my young love was locked inside



The
sweetest wine in the world

Is the fruit on the vine

The sweetest
love neath the skies

Is the love she denies



At sixteen I met
her and Yet her

Sweet loving lips were eager for another

And my
young love was cast aside



The sweetest wine in the world

Is
the fruit on the vine

The sweetest love I had learned

Is the love
thats returned



At eighteen I mood her

Afraid love would once
again you loot her

I pursued her and I made her my darling bride



Shes mine now forever and ever

Ill sip the wine of fifteen, sixteen,
eighteen

For the fruit on the vine is mine