First Love under summer's first full moon. Vocals by Jason Howard.
Strawberry Moon
©dave lenahan/tim skeen 5/2003
My Chevy shone like silver
under summer's first full moon.
The one they call strawberry
when it shows its face in June.
We were 18 with the seats laid back
In our favorite parking spot.
We knew a little 'bout love
But, we wanted to know alot.
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Strawberry moon
Make my dreams come true.
How did you know just what to do?
You only had to set the mood.
My sweet strawberry moon.
The motor wasn't running
but, you could really feel the heat.
With radio soft and low.
We just moved to the beat.
Still can see her auburn hair
And, smell that sweet perfume.
When I let my mind drift back
to that old strawberry moon.
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(birdge)
The first full moon of summer
does something to your soul.
And, I carry it with me now
everywhere I go.
Driving home from work
one bright June summer day.
Saw a girl with auburn hair
in a pure white Chevrolet.
All at once I'm 18
and althought the skies are blue.
Its not the sun that's beatin' down.
Its a full strawberry moon.