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, 17 Hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, oh, bittersweet Like green on the vine Like strawberry wine
I still remember When 30 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, 17 The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, oh, bittersweet The green on the vine Like strawberry wine
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, ooh
Like strawberry wine, 17 The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, oh, bittersweet Like green on the vine Like strawberry wine
Like strawberry wine
Compositores: Matraca Maria Berg, Gary Stefan Harrison