Strawberry wine
There's a house on a hill
But it isn't mine
I remember it used to be

Flown away days turn a river of steeps
To wash the taste of salt that the sun only gave to me, baby
Like [bad word] of your tree

And after all that's been around I ain't [bad word] #39; down
Guess I've always been around and I ain't [bad word] #39; down

Far away, darling
If I have you to lose
But you're not mine
I remember you used to

I blew my mind that I put in the sky
I won't feel the way we wept all over the place
The need I still hide

And after all that's been around I ain't [bad word] #39; down
I guess I've always been around and I ain't [bad word] #39; down