Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberry Wine

(Matraca Berg, Harrison)
He was working through college on my farm.
I was thirsting for and he had a car.
I was caught somewhere between a and a child.
When one restless summer we found growing wild.
On the of the river on a well beaten path.
funny how those memories they last.
Like strawberry and seventeen.
The hot moon saw everything.
My first of love oh bittersweet.
on the vine.
Like wine.
I still remember thirty was old.
And my biggest fear was September he had to go.
A few cards and letters and one distance call.
We drifted like the leaves in the fall.
But year year I come back to this place.
to remember the taste.
Of wine and seventeen.
The hot moon saw everything.
My first taste of oh bittersweet.
on the vine.
Like wine.
The fields have over now.
Years they've seen the plow.
There's time hasn't touched.
Is it him or the loss of my innocence.
been missing so much.
Like wine and seventeen.
The hot July saw everything.
My first taste of oh bittersweet.
on the vine.
Like wine.