Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberry Wine

Last night in the street, on itself
In fact, it right in two
And I in the strawberry vines
a pool of strawberry wine

Strawberry wine and
Burning in the desert, surrounded in
But the stems break the and the morning comes
it's all just the same things again, oh, God

Don't spend too much time on the side
Let the in before you get old and you can't break out of it
My old friend 'cause it's getting winter and if you any flowers
You get your seeds in to the ground
And I worry about you, why? Because you me to

Can you still have any famous last
If you're somebody nobody
I know, somebody go and ask Clair
She's been dead, twenty years, just at her hair

Strawberry with curls
She gets hair done then she
With the waitress girls at the bar, the old Irish Rose
Drinking strawberry wine 'til it comes out her

She spent too much time on the side
She forgot to let the in
So, before you get old, you'd better out of it
My old friend 'cause it's getting winter and if you any flowers
You better get your in to the ground
And I worry you, why? Because you want me too

fella downtown, he jumped off a bridge
He was about a letter he received from his friend
He fell in to the arms of the most beautiful
That had ever, ever lived in the of the world

And with nothing to lose, he got screwed
He sold his before they made him move
Then he jumped straight in to the San Bay
Now he on Molly's farm, picking berries all day

Don't spend too much time on the side
Let the in

Marty was a kid when he learned to steal
His dad was a deejay on the
He fell in to a of riverboat and crime
He's the man you see in prison if you want strawberry

wine and smokes
He sent a letter to his friend, explaining one night on
He and Clair, jumped right in to them vines
And Lord knows, you get lost on that wine

Don't spend too much time on the other
Let the daylight in and I'm older now, gotta break out of it
My old 'cause it's getting winter and if I want any flowers
I get my seeds in to the ground
And if you worry about me, don't bother, I'll be fine

I'm sitting here, laughing
Little old, me and my wine, strawberry wine