Strawberry Wine - Deana Carter

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

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

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 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

Strawberry wine and seventeen

The hot July moon saw everything

My first taste of love oh bittersweet

Green on the vine

Like strawberry wine and seventeen

The hot July moon saw everything

My first taste of love oh bittersweet

Green on the vine

Like strawberry

Strawberry

Strawberry