[Intro]
Am                             G 
 Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. 
Am                         G 
 My summer wine is really made from all these things.
[Strophe]
Am                          G 
 I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled too. 
Am                      G 
 A song that I had only sang to just a few. 
Dm                           Am 
 She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time. 
Dm                      Am 
 And I will give to you summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                             G 
 Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. 
Am                        G 
 My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm                             Am 
 Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time. 
Dm                      Am 
 And I will give to you summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                         G 
 My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak. 
Am                       G 
 I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet. 
Dm                        Am 
 She reassured me with an unfamiliar line. 
Dm                      Am 
 And then she gave to me more summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                             G 
 Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. 
Am                        G 
 My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm                              Am 
 Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time. 
Dm                     Am 
 And I will give to you summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                          G 
 When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes. 
Am                             G 
 My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size. 
Dm                           Am 
 She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime. 
Dm                      Am 
 And left me cravin' for more summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                             G 
 Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. 
Am                        G 
 My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm                             Am 
 Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time. 
Dm                     Am 
 And I will give to you my summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                          G 
 When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes. 
Am                             G 
 My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size. 
Dm                           Am 
 She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime. 
Dm                      Am 
 And left me cravin' for more summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Strophe]
Am                             G 
 Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. 
Am                        G 
 My summer wine is really made from all these things. 
Dm                             Am 
 Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time. 
Dm                     Am 
 And I will give to you my summer wine. 
Dm    G        Am 
Ohhh-oh summer wine.
[Instrumentale]
Am   G   Am   G
Dm   Am  Dm   Am