(Ginger Baker and Janet Godfrey)
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Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
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Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life.
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Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
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We can wait till tomorrow.
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Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
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We can bide time.
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[Repeat Second Verse]
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[Repeat First Verse]
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Sweet Wine
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| Eric Clapton |
