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Strawberry Wine   Deana Carter

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{st:Deana Carter}

#By: Deana Carter
#Tabbed by: Jake K.
#
#
#d                              g
#He was workin threw college
#
[d]on my grampa's farm     [am]

d                        g
I was thirsten for knowledge

[d]and he had a car    [am]

bm                                                g
I was cought somewhere between a woman and a child

bm                                          g
one restless summer we found love growing wild

am                                       g
on the banks of a river near a well beaten path

am                                                   g
ain't it funny how those memries they last

        g              [d]                [am]                        [bm]
like strawberry wine , seventeen , the hot july moon , saw everything

  bm           g        [d]                      [am]
my first taste of love , was bittersweet , like green on the vine

like strawberry wine.   [d]


verse 2
d          g              d                    am
i still remember , when thirty was old

d                                  g                                 am
my biggest fear was september, when he had to go

           bm                                    g
yeah a few cards and letters and a long distance call

bm                               g
we drifted away like the leaves in the fall

      am                            g
but year after year i come back to this place

am                           g
just to remember the taste

  g                 [d]                [am]                       [bm]
of strawberry wine, seventeen, the hot july moon ,saw everything

bm          g           [d]                   [am]
the first taste of love , oh bittersweet , like green on the vine

like strawberry wine.  [d]


verse 3

em                                           em
the fields have grown over now, years since ive seen the plow

em
there's nothing time hasn't touched.

[bm]was it really him or the loss of[d] my innocence, ive been missing [am]so much


yeaaaaaaaaaaaah


strum these cords
                             d.....    am.....    bm ....    g ....    repete
the chorse.


this is a very easy song and if you listen to the cd. youll play
this song in a flash . as you can see i put the cords where they will be
changed as you sing with it . have fun ..

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