Raspberries, Strawberries (Stereo Concert version) The Kingston Trio
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[Verse 1]
Young man goes to Paris as ev'ry young man should
Something in the Paris air does a young man good
[Chorus]
(Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les bon vins nous avons bus
La, la-la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la, la-la-la
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink 'em to)
[Verse 2]
The Paris nights are warm and fair; the summer winds are soft
A young man finds the face of love in ev'ry field and loft
(In ev'ry field and loft)
[Chorus]
(Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les bon vins nous avons bus
La, la-la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la, la-la-la
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink 'em to)
[Verse 3]
An old man returns to Paris as ev'ry old man must
He feels the winter winds blow cold; his dreams have turned to dust
(His dreams have turned to dust
His dreams have turned to dust)
Young man goes to Paris as ev'ry young man should
Something in the Paris air does a young man good
[Chorus]
(Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les bon vins nous avons bus
La, la-la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la, la-la-la
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink 'em to)
[Verse 2]
The Paris nights are warm and fair; the summer winds are soft
A young man finds the face of love in ev'ry field and loft
(In ev'ry field and loft)
[Chorus]
(Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les bon vins nous avons bus
La, la-la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la, la-la-la
Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink 'em to)
[Verse 3]
An old man returns to Paris as ev'ry old man must
He feels the winter winds blow cold; his dreams have turned to dust
(His dreams have turned to dust
His dreams have turned to dust)
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