Summer Wine
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Strawberries cherries and
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an angel's kiss in spring
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My summer wine is really
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made from all these things
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I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
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A song that I had only sang to just a few
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She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
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And I will give to you more summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
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My summer wine is really made from all these things
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Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
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And I will give to you summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
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I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
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She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
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And then she gave to me more summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
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My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
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She took my silver sprus a dollar and a dime
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And left me cravin' for more summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
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My summer wine is really made from all these things
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Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
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And I will give to you
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summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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Ohh- oh - oh summer wine
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