Uva di Troia
Uva di Troia is a red wine grape variety grown in the Italian region of Apulia, particularly in the areas around Andria and Barletta, and in the Province of Bari.
The name probably derives from the town of Troia in the Province of Foggia the legendary founder of which was the Greek hero Diomedes, after he had destroyed the ancient Troy. Other names which have been used at various times include: Nero di Troia, Sumarello, Uva di Canosa, Uva di Barletta, Troiano, Tranese, and Uva della Marina.
Characteristics
The vine is fairly vigorous, with lots of girth, and it carries large, rather compact, pyramidal (sometimes “winged”) clusters of violet coloured grapes which ripen mid-season. It is adaptable to a variety of soils and does not suffer unduly from the high temperatures of Apilia, although hot winds in summer may cause problems.
Wines
Uva di Troia may be used by itself or can be blended with such grapes as Bombino nero, Montepulciano and Sangiovese. Where DOC wines are concerned, the grape is the principal component of the wines Rosso Barletta and Rosso Canosa; Castel del Monte may also be produced as a pure Uva di Troia variety; it is also used in Cacc'e Mmitte di Lucera (35-60%), Orta Nova (up to 40%) and Rosso di Cerignola. Also, in the small town of Troia, just across the Monti Dauni, a variety of wine called Nero di Troia is now being produced.
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The warm waves roar
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Through the foam she shouts to you
But, I've had her
I've had her
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They drop their pants
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And she calls out to you
And she calls out to you
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing
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And find a queen
And find a queen
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That's flowing out to you
She's flowing out to you
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing
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signs are slow
The signs are slow
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You'd speed the route for her
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing
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The shades are drawn
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And fade out to her
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing
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And charms a child
And charms a child
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You'd roll about for her
You'd roll about for her
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing
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Your time has fled
Your time has fled
Now the only way to touch her is the gun beside your head
Now there's now doubt for her
Now there's now doubt for her
But, I've had her
I've had her
She's nothing