Summer Wine

Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing Spray. My summer wine is really made from all these Things. I walk in town on silver spur that tringle Too. A song that I had only sang to just A few. She saw my silver spurs and said, "Let's pass some time. And I will give to you more summer Wine." Oh, oh, summer wine. Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing Spray. My summer wine is really made from all these Things. Take off your silver spurs and help me pass The time. And I will give to you more summer Wine. Oh, oh, summer wine. My eyes grow 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 anthem, "Ye la la." And then she gave to me more summer Wine. Oh, oh, summer wine. Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing Spray. My summer wine is really made from all these Things. Take off your silver spurs and help me pass The time. And I will give to you more summer Wine. Oh, oh, summer wine. When I woke up the sun was shining 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 summer Wine. Oh, Oh, summer wine. Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing Spray. My summer wine is really made from all these Things. Take off your silver spurs and help me pass The time. And I will give to you more summer Wine. Oh, oh, summer wine. Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kissing Spray. My summer wine is really made from all these Things. Take off your silver spurs and help me pass The time. And I will give to you more summer Wine.