Oh, baby, don't let me down tomorrow,
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Holding hands we both abandon sorrow,
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Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.
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Hey, baby's got a lazy dday on sunday,
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Here's a pound, we hang around'til monday,
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Oh, baby don't you let me down on sunday.
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Bring a bag of bread and cheese and find a shady spot beneath the trees.
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Catch abreath of country air and run your pretty fingers thro' my hair.
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Tomorrow, when we both abandon sorrow.
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Oh, baby, don't you let me down tomorrow,
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Thro' the week we beg and steal and borrow.
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Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.
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Honey, pray for sunny skies so I can speak to rainbows in your eyes.
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Let's just hope the weather man is feeling fine and doesn't spoil our plan.
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Tomorrow, when we both abandon sorrow.
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Oh, baby, don't you let me down tomorrow,
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Holding hands we both abandon sorrow.
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Oh, baby, don't let me down tomorrow.
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Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.
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Baby, don't let me down tomorrow,
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baby, don't let me down tomorrow.
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Oh, don't let me down,
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Baby, don't let me down tomorrow.
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Baby's, don't let, let me down tomorrow,
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baby, don't let me down tomorrow.
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Tomorrow
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| Paul McCartney & Wings |
