Working through college
On my grandpas farm
I was thirsting for knowledge
And he had a car... Yeah
I was lost somewhere
Between a women and a child
One restless summer we found love growing wild
On the banks of the river
Of a well-beaten path
Its funny how those memories they last
Strawberry wine
Seventeen
The hot July Moon
Saw everything
My first taste of love Oh
Bittersweet and green on the vine
Like Strawberry wine