Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing spring. My Summerwine is really made from all these things... I walked in town on silver spurs that jingle too, a song that I had only singed to just a few. She saw my silver spurs and said 'let's pass some time and I will give to you summerwine Oh!, summerwine
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing spring. My Summerwine is really made from all these things... Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I wil give to you summerwine Oh, oh!, summerwine
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet She reassured me with an unfamiliar lie and then she gave to me more summerwine More summerwine
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing spring. My Summerwine is really made from all these things... Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I wil give to you summerwine Oh, oh!, summerwine
When I woke up the sun was shinning in my eyes, my silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime and left me craving for more summerwine more summerwine
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing spring. My Summerwine is really made from all these things... Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time And I wil give to you summerwine Oh, oh!, summerwine