Texty: Band. Strawberry Wine.

I would try my finger and I would try my hand
At any fool game in this man's land
But don't you talk about this dear friend of mine
I ain't never been let down so you'd be wastin' time

I would scratch and steal and I would maim a man
I would even run a bounty across the other county
Don't you talk about a dear old friend of mine
I gave it all of my money but it makes me feel fine

Yeah, you know you won't give me no peace of mind
Try to understand, I just wanna feel good all the time
Don't you talk about a dear old friend of mine
And I know that you are sweet and more than double fine

Everybody said you oughta marry that rich man down the line
But if I had to make a choice I wouldn't change my mind
Honey, you just ain't as sweet as my strawberry wine
Oh no, no no no

Yeah, you caught me when I was down a-sleepin' in the park
Climbin' up the walls and laughin' in the dark
But I heard that you'd been talkin' about a dear old friend of mine
Never tasted anything as sweet as my strawberry wine
No no no

Yeah, I would scratch and steal and I would maim a man
I would even run a bounty across the other county
But don't you [incomprehensible] talk about a dear old friend of mine
Never tasted anything as sweet as my strawberry wine
No no no