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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 fruit of your tree

And after all that's been around i ain't never comin' down
Guess i've always been around and i ain't never comin' 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 never comin' down
I guess i've always been around and i ain't never comin' down

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