Deana Carter - Strawberry wine

^GHe was working thru c^Cadd9ollege ^GOn my grampa's fa^Drm ^GI was thirstin' for k^Cadd9nowledge ^GAnd he had a ca^Dr ^GI was caught somewhere between a ^Cadd9woman and a child ^GOne restless summer we found love^Cadd9 growing wild ^DOn the banks of the river near on a^Cadd9 well beaten path ^DIt's funny how those memories they last ^Cadd9

^Cadd9Like Strawberry Wi^Gne Seve^Dnteen The hot july ^Emmoon Saw everyth^Cadd9ing My first taste of^G love oh bit^Dtersweet the Green on the^G Vine ^Cadd9 Like Strawb^Gerry Wine

^GI still remember^{Cadd9 G}when thirty was ^Dold ^GMy biggest fear was Sept^Cadd9ember ^Gwhen he had to g^Do ^GA few cards and letters and one ^Cadd9long distance call ^Gwe drifted away like the leaves ^Cadd9in the fall ^Dbut year after year I come ^Cadd9back to this place ^Djust to remember the t^Cadd9aste

^Cadd9Of Strawberry Wine^G Seve^Dnteen The hot july ^Emmoon Saw everyth^Cadd9ing My first taste of^G love oh bi^Dttersweet the Green on the^G Vine ^Cadd9 Like Strawb^Gerry Wine

The fi^Amelds have grown over now ^Amyears since the've seen a plow ^Amthere's nothing time hasn't touched ^EmIs it really him or the loss of ^Gmy innocence ^DI've been missing so much! Yaaaaaah^G. ^{D Em Cadd9}

^Cadd9Strawberry W^Gine Seven^Dteen The hot july ^Emmoon Saw everyth^Cadd9ing My first taste of^G love oh bit^Dtersweet and Green on the^G Vine ^Cadd9 Like Strawb^Gerry Wine