Summer Wine (1967)

Nancy Sinatra and Lee Hazlewood
Adoro esta canción.

NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things

(LEE):
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohhh-oh summer wine

(LEE):
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine

(LEE):
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me cravin' for more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine.

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5 comments

  1. serge-gi' avatar serge-gi said:

    Esta canción te coge por las solapas y te suelta en mitad de los sesenta. Cuando acaba miras a tu alrededor y no sabes muy bien dónde estás

  2. rubeniu' avatar rubeniu said:

    me encanta esta canción!!

  3. onerom' avatar onerom said:

    ta chula

  4. LA BOLA' avatar LA BOLA said:

    Ummm que descubrimiento isabl. Me encanta el comentario de serge-gi. Tmb me mola la versión actual. Gracias por este tinto de verano :P

  5. serge-gi' avatar serge-gi said:

    @LA BOLA: gracias, Sra. Masquesa