- Strawberries, cherries
and an angel's kiss in spring
- My summer wine is
really made from all these things
- 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
- Oh, oh summer wine
-
- 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
- Oh, oh summer wine
-
- My eyes grew heavy and
my lips they could not speak
- I tried to get up, but
I couldn't find my feet
- She rassured me with
an unfamiliar line
- And then she gave to
me more summer wine
- Oh, oh summer wine
-
- 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
- Oh, oh summer wine
-
- When we woke up the
sun was shining in our eyes
- Our silver spurs were
gone my head felt twice it's size
- Who took the silver
spurs, a dollar and a dime
- And left us cravin'
for more summer wine
- Oh, oh summer wine
- Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,
oh-oh