Alexander Hacke Walked into town on silver spurs that jingle too A song that I had only sung for just a few She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time And I will give to you summer wine Oh, summer wine
(Gry) Strawberry, cherries, and an angle kissin spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I shall give to you summer wine Oh, summer wine
Alexander Hacke My eyes grew heavy and my lips they would not speak I tried to get up but I could find my feet She reassured me with an unfamiliar line And then she gave to me more summer wine Oh, summer wine
(Gry) Strawberry, cherries, and an angle kissin spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I shall give to you summer wine Oh, summer wine
Alexander Hacke When I woke up the sun was shinning in my eyes My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice it size She took my silver spurs-the dollar and the dime And left me cravein for summer wine Oh, summer wine
(Gry) Strawberry, cherries, and an angle kissin spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I shall give to you summer wine Oh, summer wine