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I would try my finger and I would try my hand At any fool game in this man's land But don't you talk about this-a friend of mine I ain't never been let down and you'd be wasting time I would scratch and steal, I would maim a man I would even run the bounty across the other country So don't you talk about this here friend of mine I gave it all of my money, but it makes me feel fine Yeah, I know you won't give me no peace of mind Try to understand I just want to feel good all the time Don't you talk about a dear old friend of mine Well, I know that you are sweet and more than double fine Everybody said you ought to marry that rich man down the line But if I had to make a choice I wouldn't change my mind Honey, you just ain't as sweet as my strawberry wine Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Yeah, You caught me when I's down a-sleeping in the park Climbing up the walls and laughing in the dark But I heard you been talking about a dear old friend of mine Never tasted anything as sweet as my strawberry wine No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no From Letras Mania