Harry Balefonte - Fifteen
The sweetest wine in the world
The sweetest love and our truth
Is the love of your youth
At fifteen I saw her and thought her
So beautiful I kissed her from a distance
For my young love was locked inside
The sweetest wine in the world
The sweetest love neath the skies
At sixteen I met her and Yet her
Sweet loving lips were eager for another
And my young love was cast aside
The sweetest wine in the world
The sweetest love I had learned
Is the love thats returned
Afraid love would once again you loot her
I pursued her and I made her my darling bride
Shes mine now forever and ever
Ill sip the wine of fifteen sixteen eighteen
For the fruit on the vine is mine