NO CAPO He was working thru college On my grampa's farm I was thirstin for knowledge And he had a car I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child One restless summer we found love growing wild On the banks of a river near a well beaten path Ain't it funny how those memories they last CHORUS Like Strawberry Wine Seventeen The hot july moon Saw everything My first taste of love was bittersweet Like Green on the Vine Strawberry Wine I still remember when thirty was old My biggest fear was September when he had to go A few cards and letters and one long distance call we drifted away like the leaves in the fall but year after year I come back to this place just to remember the taste of CHORUS The fields have grown over now years since the've seen the plow there'e nothing time hasn't touched Was it really him or the loss of my innocence Ive been missing so much! CHORUS