Biografía:
Deana Carter was born Jan. 4, 1966, in Nashville, Tenn. She is the daughter of Fred Carter Jr., a guitarist who in the mid-'60s and '70s played on close to 90 percent of all Nashville sessions with artists such as Elvis Presley, Simon & Garfunkel and Roy Orbison. Deana Carter's first big break came when one of her demo tapes caught the attention of Willie Nelson, who invited her to take part in the 1994 Farm Aid VII concert as the show's only female soloist. That same tape led to a record deal with Capitol Records that year.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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# F# C#
He was working through collage
G# C#
On my grandpa’s farm.
F# C#
I was thirsting for knowledge
C# G#
And he had a car,
Br1
C# F#
Yeah…I was caught somewhere between a womman and a child
C# F#
One restless summer we found love growing wild
G# F#
On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
G# F#
Its funny how those memories they last!
Ch
C# G#
Like strawberry wine… seven-teen
A#m F#
The hot July moon saw every-thing
C# G#
My first taste of love, was bitter-sweet
A#m F# C#
The 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#m
The fields have grown over now
D#m
years since they’ve seen the plows
D#m
There’s nothing time hasn’t touched
A#m C#
is it really him? Or the lose of my innocence
G# C#
I’ve 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…
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# F# C#
He was working through collage
G# C#
On my grandpa’s farm.
F# C#
I was thirsting for knowledge
C# G#
And he had a car,
Br1
C# F#
Yeah…I was caught somewhere between a womman and a child
C# F#
One restless summer we found love growing wild
G# F#
On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
G# F#
Its funny how those memories they last!
Ch
C# G#
Like strawberry wine… seven-teen
A#m F#
The hot July moon saw every-thing
C# G#
My first taste of love, was bitter-sweet
A#m F# C#
The 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#m
The fields have grown over now
D#m
years since they’ve seen the plows
D#m
There’s nothing time hasn’t touched
A#m C#
is it really him? Or the lose of my innocence
G# C#
I’ve 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…
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