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Lyrics
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.
Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.
Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life.
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): JANET GODFREY, PETER EDWARD BAKER
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.
Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.
Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life.
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): JANET GODFREY, PETER EDWARD BAKER
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