Strawberry wine by Deana Carter

Vs-  C# F#, C# G# x 2 
Br1- C# F# C# F# 
     G#F# G#F#
Ch-  C# G# A#m F# x 2 C# 
Br2- D#m A#m C# G#

Intro: C# F# C# G#
vs
       C# (x43121@1)            F# (244322@1)     C#He (x43121@1)was working through collage
                G# (xx1114@1)  C#On (x43121@1)my grandpa's farm.
                    F# (244322@1)       C#I (x43121@1)was thirsting for knowledge
    C# (x43121@1)     G#And (xx1114@1)he had a car, 

Br1
     C# (x43121@1)                             F#Yeah (244322@1)I was caught somewhere between a womman and a child
C# (x43121@1)                              F#One (244322@1)restless summer we found love growing wild
       G# (xx1114@1)                    F#On (244322@1)the banks of the river on a well beaten path
    G# (xx1114@1)                          F#Its (244322@1)funny how those memories they last!

Ch
                C# (x43121@1)        G# (xx1114@1)Like strawberry wine  seven-teen
             A#m (x13321@1)          F#The (244322@1)hot July moon saw every-thing
                  C# (x43121@1)             G#My (xx1114@1)first taste of love, was bitter-sweet 
                 A#m (x13321@1)F# (244322@1)               C#The (x43121@1)green on the vine,   like strawberry wine

vs
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 cone back to this place
Just to remember the taste! 

Ch 
Of strawberry wine  seven-teen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love, was bitter-sweet 
The green on the vine, like strawberry wine

Br2
    D#mThe (xx4342@1)fields have grown over now
D#myears (xx4342@1)since they've seen the plows
D#m (xx4342@1)                      
There's nothing time hasn't touched
A#m (x13321@1)                     C#is (x43121@1)it really him? Or the lose of my innocence
G# (xx1114@1)                          C#I've (x43121@1)been missing so much yea-eah 

Ch 
Strawberry wine  seven-teen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love, was bitter-sweet         
The green on the vine, like strawberry wine

Solo- strawberry wine yeah  strawberry wine  oh