Eric Clapton sweet wine

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Eric Clapton
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SWEET WINE
by Ginger Baker and Janet Godfrey
Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life.
Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.
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