Summer Wine

Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring

My summer wine is really made from all these things

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"

Oh, oh, summer wine

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 help me pass the time

And I will give to you summer wine

Oh, oh, summer wine

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

Oh, oh, summer wine

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 help me pass the time

And I will give to you summer wine

Oh, oh, summer wine

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 with craving for more summer wine

Oh, oh, summer wine

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 help me pass the time

And I will give to you summer wine

Oh, summer wine