Strawberry Wine.
Last night in the street collapsed on itself
In fact, it broke right in two
And I fell in
The strawberry vines
Into a pool of strawberry wine
Strawberry wine and clouds
Burning in the desert, surrounded in flowers
But the stems broke the armor
And the morning comes
Until its all just the same things again
Oh god,
Don't spend too much time on the other side
Let the daylight in,
Before you get old and you cant break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter, and if you want any flowers
You gotta get your seeds in
And I worry about you, why? because you want me to
Can you still have any famous last words
If you're nobody somebody nobody knows,
I don't know
Somebody go and ask Clair
She's been dead twenty years just look at her hair
Strawberry blonde with curls
She gets hair done then she gossips
With the younger waitress girls at the bar
The old Irish rose
Drinking strawberry wine
Until it comes out her nose
She spent too much time on the other side,
And she forgot to let the daylight in
Before you get old you'd better break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter and if you want any flowers
You gotta get your seeds in to the ground,
And I worry about you,
Why because you want me too
This fella downtown, he jumped off a bridge
He was angry about a letter he received from his friend
He fell in
To the arms of the most beautiful girls
That have ever lived in the history of the world
And with nothing left to lose he got screwed
He sold his apartment before they made him move
Then he jumped straight in
To the san Francisco bay
Now he lives on Molly's farm
Picking berries all day
Don't spend too much time on the other side
Let the daylight in
Marty was a kid when he learned steal boats
His dad was a deejay on the radio
He fell in
To a life
Of riverboat crime
Now has the man you see in prison
If you want strawberry wine
Strawberry wine and smokes
He sent a letter to his friend
Explaining one night on coke
He and Clair
Jumped in to the strawberry vines
And lord knows you get lost
On that strawberry wine
Don't spend too much time on the other side,
Let the daylight in
And imp getting old and I gotta break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter and if I want any flowers
I gotta get those seeds in to the ground,
And if you worry about me
Don't bother
Why?
I'll
I'm just sitting here laughing
Little ol me and my
Strawberry wine
In fact, it broke right in two
And I fell in
The strawberry vines
Into a pool of strawberry wine
Strawberry wine and clouds
Burning in the desert, surrounded in flowers
But the stems broke the armor
And the morning comes
Until its all just the same things again
Oh god,
Don't spend too much time on the other side
Let the daylight in,
Before you get old and you cant break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter, and if you want any flowers
You gotta get your seeds in
And I worry about you, why? because you want me to
Can you still have any famous last words
If you're nobody somebody nobody knows,
I don't know
Somebody go and ask Clair
She's been dead twenty years just look at her hair
Strawberry blonde with curls
She gets hair done then she gossips
With the younger waitress girls at the bar
The old Irish rose
Drinking strawberry wine
Until it comes out her nose
She spent too much time on the other side,
And she forgot to let the daylight in
Before you get old you'd better break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter and if you want any flowers
You gotta get your seeds in to the ground,
And I worry about you,
Why because you want me too
This fella downtown, he jumped off a bridge
He was angry about a letter he received from his friend
He fell in
To the arms of the most beautiful girls
That have ever lived in the history of the world
And with nothing left to lose he got screwed
He sold his apartment before they made him move
Then he jumped straight in
To the san Francisco bay
Now he lives on Molly's farm
Picking berries all day
Don't spend too much time on the other side
Let the daylight in
Marty was a kid when he learned steal boats
His dad was a deejay on the radio
He fell in
To a life
Of riverboat crime
Now has the man you see in prison
If you want strawberry wine
Strawberry wine and smokes
He sent a letter to his friend
Explaining one night on coke
He and Clair
Jumped in to the strawberry vines
And lord knows you get lost
On that strawberry wine
Don't spend too much time on the other side,
Let the daylight in
And imp getting old and I gotta break out of it
My old friend,
Cause its getting winter and if I want any flowers
I gotta get those seeds in to the ground,
And if you worry about me
Don't bother
Why?
I'm just sitting here laughing
Little ol me and my
Strawberry wine
Strawberry Wine – Ryan Adams
My new musical addiction, although it’s not a new song for me. It is one that always makes me smile and reminds me of how the simple things can be quite enjoyable at times. No song analysis. Listen. And simply put it’s my current drinking partner. No, not the fancy sort of bottle of wine or champagne. Just simple cheap booze. The kind that you find in the grocery store priced with the under $5 variety. It won’t get you smashed, but don’t fool yourself you are drunk. Don’t drive!
But back to the song which reminds me of… simple things. Backyards, house parties, good friends, and cheap liquor. Oh yes, I’m in a sharing mode today. I stopped in on a friend last week, among other things. One thing involved a brooch made out a pigeon skull. I would have a picture, but the shop girl had a problem with that. I might have bought it. She didn't know that. Anyhow my friend, a brilliant artist, bless his heart for sitting with me and talking. Needed it that day. Now he kept pointing out people to me. I’m not certain if he’s a gossip yet. Just kidding, I know you aren't
Back to it… I’m being shown several very nice people, among them a handful of artists. One: “So talented, but an alcoholic.” Another: “So artistic. Gifted. But completely CRAZY.” And so on this conversation went. Now I couldn’t tell if he was concerned about me, or concerned about his own habits. As we both have our issues that limit us. Sometimes I think all we need is a little reassurance. Cheers. kisses. m.
But back to the song which reminds me of… simple things. Backyards, house parties, good friends, and cheap liquor. Oh yes, I’m in a sharing mode today. I stopped in on a friend last week, among other things. One thing involved a brooch made out a pigeon skull. I would have a picture, but the shop girl had a problem with that. I might have bought it. She didn't know that. Anyhow my friend, a brilliant artist, bless his heart for sitting with me and talking. Needed it that day. Now he kept pointing out people to me. I’m not certain if he’s a gossip yet. Just kidding, I know you aren't
Back to it… I’m being shown several very nice people, among them a handful of artists. One: “So talented, but an alcoholic.” Another: “So artistic. Gifted. But completely CRAZY.” And so on this conversation went. Now I couldn’t tell if he was concerned about me, or concerned about his own habits. As we both have our issues that limit us. Sometimes I think all we need is a little reassurance. Cheers. kisses. m.
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