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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, its funny how those memories they last Like strawberry wine, seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet but 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, whoa bittersweet but 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 yeah Strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet but green on the vine Like strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love, whoa bittersweet but green on the vine Like strawberry wine
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