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CHe was working thru colFlege
COn my granpa's fGarm
CI was thurstin' for knowFledge
CAnd he had a cGar
CI was caught somewhere between a woman Fand a child
COne restless summer we found lFove growin' wild
GOn the banks of a river near aF well beaten path
GAin't it funny how those memories they Flast
FLike Strawberry WCine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everythiFng
My first taste of Clove oh bGittersweet
Like Green on the CVine
FStrawberry WCine
CI still Fremember
Cwhen thirty was Gold
CMy biggest fear was SepFtember
Cwhen he had to Ggo
CA few cards and letters and one Flong distance call
Cwe drifted away like the leaves iFn the fall
Gbut year after year I come back Fto this place
Gjust to remember the taste
OFf Strawberry WineC
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everythiFng
My first taste of Clove oh bGittersweet
Like Green on the CVine
FStrawberry WCine
The fDmields have grown over now
Dmyears since they've seen the plow
Dmthere'e nothing time hasn't touched
AmWas it really him or the loss of Cmy innocence
I've missing so Gmuch!
Yaaaaaah.
FLike Strawberry WCine
SevenGteen
The hot July Ammoon
Saw everythiFng
My first taste of Clove oh bGittersweet
Like Green on the CVine
FStrawberry WCine
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