| That backstop on the old ballfield’s |
| Made from grade-A Pennsylvania steel |
| It’s been sittin' there since 1951 |
| And that Shell’s been on the corner |
| Since Coke was glass and gas was a quarter |
| And that water tower’s seen ten thousand suns |
| You start thinkin' you can love her that long |
| And fix you up a little ranch house home |
| Well, some things just keep on gettin' better with time |
| That Chevrolet still tears up clay, but lost its shine |
| And she’ll crank that radio and sing «Strawberry Wine» |
| And when you fall in love, there’s a cloud of dust |
| And a dream that’s made of American rust |
| And that diamond ring your grandpa gave |
| To grandma way back in the day |
| Is the one you’re bound to use when you find the one |
| And that church bell that they rang back then’s |
| The same one they’ll be ringing when |
| You both say that you do until life’s done |
| And fix you up a little ranch house home |
| Makin' babies 'til you have to add on and on and on, yeah |
| Well, some things just keep on gettin' better with time |
| That Chevrolet still tears up clay, but lost its shine |
| And she’ll crank that radio and sing «Strawberry Wine» |
| And when you fall in love, there’s a cloud of dust |
| And a dream that’s made of American rust |
| Friday night tears, yellow school bus |
| Bud light beers and blue clear skies |
| Green John Deeres, ain’t it just like us |
| To stick around here like American rust |
| Mmm, American rust |
| Well, some things just keep on gettin' better with time |
| That Chevrolet still tears up clay, but lost its shine |
| And she’ll crank that radio and sing «Strawberry Wine» |
| And when you fall in love, there’s a cloud of dust |
| And a dream that’s made of American rust |
| Mmm, American rust |