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Intro: Am C E E7 Am crushing strawberries one by one
Amwatching the juice dripC down Etwo and a halfE7 months aheAmad of schedule Amthe leaves on the treesC are turning brown Ewe got ready fE7or winter, as the sun Amrose up in the sky Dmthere was somethiAmng almost soothEing in the hard tAmo define Dmnote of terror inAm your eye E Am
Am C E E7 Am watching the strawberries lose their shape
Amas the wind blew threw theC elm tree the winEd was far tE7oo cold for tAmhe middle of april and Amyou reached out your hand to mCe it was gEood to feel yourE7 hand in Ammine Dmit was good to know you felt theAm pull too i scoopEed up a palmfull of strawberryAm pulp anDmd smeared it all over you Am E Am
the wild strawberries drove me on, as i lapped them up off of your skin
Dmand i could feel your bAmasal body temperatEure rise as the cold came iAmn Dmhey hey Am E Am Am C E E7 E