Sie:
Strawberrys cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring,
my summer wine is really made from all these things.
Er:
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to,
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 summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine.
Chorus
Sie:
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring,
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 summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine.
Er:
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 line
and then she gave to me more summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine.
Chorus
Sie:
Strawberries cherries and angel's kiss in spring,
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 summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine
Er:
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 cravin' for more summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine.
Chorus
Sie:
Strawberries cherries and angel's kiss in spring,
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 summer wine.
Ohh-oh summer wine
