Strawberry Wine And A Cheap Six Pack

Half past nine

I send you a text, soon as that sun dropped

Kill my headlights

Pull up, pick you up out by the mailbox

You’d lay the seat back and I’d find a place to go

I’d play it cool, you’d play the radio

Find a back road with a little magic on it

Back when all we really wanted was

A hand-me-down Tacoma, with a dent in the side

10 miles over that county-line speed-limit sign

Black and mild smoke out on the wind

Hot July moon, I swear that I can hear you singin’ again

First taste of love

No, I couldn’t get enough

Girl, that’s where I go, when I go back

Strawberry wine and a cheap six pack

Half-drunk kiss

On the bank of river, under wished-on stars

Yeah, we jumped right in

Set the night on fire with you in my arms

All summer long you said, "Don’t let me go"

Leaves fell, we did too, next thing you know

It’s all long gone but, girl, I swear

Sometimes I’m right back there in

A hand-me-down Tacoma, with a dent in the side

10 miles over that county-line speed-limit sign

Black and mild smoke out on the wind

Hot July moon, I swear that I can hear you singin’ again

First taste of love

No, I couldn’t get enough

Girl, that’s where I go, when I go back

Strawberry wine and a cheap six pack

Don’t matter where I go, don’t matter where I’m at

One sip of that song and girl, I’m right back to

A hand-me-down Tacoma, with a dent in the side

10 miles over that county-line speed-limit sign

Black and mild smoke out on the wind

Hot July moon, I swear that I can hear you singin’ again

First taste of love

No, I couldn’t get enough

Girl, that’s where I go, when I go back

Strawberry wine and a cheap six pack

That’s where I go, when I go back

Strawberry wine and a cheap six pack