Raspberries, Strawberries

Will Holt


(Kingston Trio version)

Spoken:
A young man goes to Paris, as every young man should.
There's something in the air of France that does a young man good.

Chorus:
Ah! les fraises et les framboise et les bon vins que nous avons bus.
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.

Spoken:
Paris nights are warm and fair. The summer winds are soft.
A young man finds the face of love in every field and loft.
In every field and loft.

Chorus

Spoken:
An old man returns to Paris as ev'ry old man must.
He finds the winter winds blow cold. His dreams have turned to dust.
His dreams have turned to dust.
His dreams have turned to dust.
Ah! les fraises et les framboise et les bon vins que nous avons bus.
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, whom we must bid adieu.


(lyrics for Holt's original (1957)):
(SUNG) Ah les fraises et les fromboises
et les bon vins nous avons bus
Et les belles villagers
qui nons parlons adieu
Raspberries, Strawberries,
the good wines that we brew
Here's to the girls of the country side
whom we must bid adieu
(SUNG) Now every young man goes to France
And every young man should
There's something in the air of France
That does a young man good
That does a young man good
(SPOKEN)
"A young man goes to Paris
As every young man should
There's something in the air of France
(that does a young man good...")
Ah les fraises...
The summer nights are warm and fair
The summer wind is soft
Young men embrace your sweet young girls
In every field and loft
In every field and loft
(Versus:
"Paris nights are warm and fair
The summer winds are soft
A young man finds the face of love
In every field and loft...")
Ah les fraises...
(SPOKEN) Now every young man foresakes France
And every young man must
Some day the western wind turns cold
And the strawberries turn to dust
(SUNG) The strawberries turn to dust
Ah les fraises...
(SPOKEN) But every old man who hears this song
Walks with a step more sprightly
As he remembers the girls who sang
So casually, so lightly
(SUNG) So casually, so lightly
(Versus the Trio's outstanding single verse:
"An old man returns to Paris
as ev'ry old man must
He finds the winter winds blow cold
His dreams have turned to dust...")