Walking to town on silver spurs that jingle too A song that I have only sang to just the few She saw my silver spurs and said, let's pass some time And I shall give to you Summer Wine
Strawberry cherries and the angel kissing spring My summer wine is really made from all this things Take off your silver spurs and help me pass some time And I shall give to you Summer Wine
My eyes look heavyhand, my lips, they would not speak I tried to get up, but I could not find my feet She reassured me with an unfamiliar lie And then she gave to me more Summer Wine
Strawberry cherries and the angel kissing spring My summer wine is really made from all this things Take off your silver spurs and help my pass some time And I shall give to you Summer Wine
When I woke up the sun was shining through my eyes My silver spurs were gone, my head was twice its size She took my silver spurs, the dollar and the dime And left me craven for Summer Wine
Strawberry cherries and the angel kissing spring My summer wine is really made from all this things Take off your silver spurs and help my pass some time And I shall give to you Summer Wine