 Female:
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring.
My summer wine is really made from all these things.
Male:
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to.
A song that I had only sang to just a few.
She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time.
And I will give to you summer wine.
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine.
Female:
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring.
My summer wine is really made from all these things.
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time.
And I will give to you summer wine.
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine.
Male:
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak.
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet.
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line.
And then she gave to me more summer wine.
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine.
Female:
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring.
My summer wine is really made from all these things.
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time.
And I will give to you summer wine.
Mmm-mm summer wine.
Male:
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes.
My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size.
She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime.
And left me cravin' for more summer wine.
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine.
Female:
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring.
My summer wine is really made from all these things.
Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time.
And I will give to you summer wine.
Mmm-mm summer wine
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