[Featuring Bono]
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(Lee Hazelwood)
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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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I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled, too
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And sang A song that I had sang just for a few
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She saw my silver spurs and said, "Let's pass some time,
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And I will give to you summer wine," O-o-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, O-o-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 stand up, but I could not find my feet
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She reassured me with an unfamiliar smile,
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And then she reached me more summer wine,
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O-o-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. O-o-oh, summer wine!
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When we woke up, the sun was shining in our eyes
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Our silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
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Who took those silver spurs, a dollar and a dime
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And left us cravin' for more summer wine?
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O-o-oh, summer wine...
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O-o-ho, o-ho, o-ho; O-o-oh, O-oh-o-o! O-o-oh, o-oh, o-oh, Q-oh-o-oh-o-oh-o-oh-oh....
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Summer Wine
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