Last Of The Summer Wine artist:The New World Orchestra , writer:Ronnie Hazlehurst, Nigel Hess, Jim Parker

thanks to Steve Sutton - this is the original song

The colour of summer's gone of golden days when I was young Of girls who came but soon moved on is in my summer wine

The perfumes of earth and vine, of meadows when the rain has gone Of women with their finery on, is in my summer wine

The memories I can see here in my cup Of sweet short days bitter days, now all drunk up

The taste of the life that slips from day to day through fingers blind The honey from the woman's lips is in my summer wine

Bill Owen's (Compo) lyrics The last of the summer wine the sweet bouquet of memories Of you and I as time goes by I still remem-ber these

The last of the summer wine when passing shadows still recur Of golden days so young in love and that's the way we were

We had our dreams to change the world as people will But now we're known as the folk who live on the hill

The last of the summer wine, a vintage love a vintage brew And now my love this toast I give - thank you for being you

Compo's funeral lyrics Now all of his summer's gone, those urgent days when he was young Those girls he loved but soon moved on to drink his summer wine

Now perfumes of earth and vine, of meadows when the rain has gone These friends with their black armbands on, sa-lute his summer wine

The memories he left to me here in my cup Of sweet short days bitter days, now all drunk up

The fullness of the life that slipped the other day all mortal pain Free now to roam fresh hills and lanes and taste eternal wine

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