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I just happened to be driving the other day to work when I heard this song on the radio. I hadn’t heard it for a long time, but it’s one I always belt out when it does come on occasionally. I’m not sure if it’s because I relate to the lyrics or Deanna Carter’s feeling she puts into the song, but whatever it is just makes me want to sing along. People at stoplights think I’m insane, and they are probably right. Next time you hear Strawberry Wine on the airwaves, you can join my insanity and sing along as well now that you know the lyrics. Enjoy!

Strawberry Wine by Deanna Carter

He was working through college
On my grandpa’s farm
I was thirsting for 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
Funny how those memories they last

Like strawberry wine
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
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
Oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
Like strawberry wine

The fields have grown over now
Been 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

Like strawberry wine
Seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love
Oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
Like strawberry wine

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