1971 Wild Life - Paul McCartney / Wings

 L.P U.K - Apple EMI - PCS 7142.

 Contraportada.

 Funda interior.

 Funda interior.

Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.

Cassette:

 EMI - TC-PCS 7142.

Letras:


Mumbo.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

Instrumental.


Bip Bop.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

Bip bop, bip bip bop
Bip bop, bip bip band

Dig your bottom dollar
Put it in your hand

Try to hang out
Underneath the stand

Put your hands together
Gonna see a band

Treat me like a good boy
Treat me like a man

Take me hair and curlers
But treat me like a man.


Love is Strange.
(Baker/Smith)

Baby, love is strange
Many many people, take it for a game
My sweet baby, love is strange
Yeah yeah
Many many people, take it for a game
Yeah yeah
Love is strange
Love is strange

Yeah yeah
Many many people, take it for a game
Yeah yeah
Love is strange
Love is strange

Many people, they don't understand
They think that having love is, like having money in the hand
My sweet baby, love is strange
Many many people, seem to take it for a game

La la la la
Love is strange
La la la la
Love is strange.


Wild Life.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)


The world "wild" applies to the words "you" and "me".

While take a walk thru an african park one day,
I saw a sign say, "the animals have the right of way".

Wild life, whatever happened to,
Wild life, the animals in the zoo?

We're breathing a lot,
A lot of political nonsense in the air.

You're making it hard for the people who live in there.
You're moving so fast, but, baby, you know not where.
Wild life, (wild life), what's gonna happen to
Wild life, (wild life), the animals in the zoo?

You'd better stop, there's animals ev'rywhere,
And man is the top, an animal too,
And, man, you just got to care.

Wild life, what's gonna happen to,
Wild life, the animals in the zoo?

You're breathing a lot of polical nonsense in the air.

Wild life, (wild life), what's gonna happen to
(what's gonna happen to) (what's gonna happen to)
Wild life, (wild life), the animals in the zoo?
(what's gonna happen to) (what's gonna happen to)
Wild life, what ever happened to?
What ever happened to?


Some People Never Know.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

No one else will ever see
How much faith you have in me,
Only fools would disagree that it's so,
Some people never know.

Like a fool I'm faraway,
Ev'ry night I hope and pray
I'll be coming home to stay and it's so,
Some people never know.

Some people can sleep at nightime,
Believing that love is a lie.
I'm only a preson like you, love,
And who in the world can be right
All the right time.
I know I was wrong, make me right, right.

Only love can stand the test,
Only you outshine the rest,
Only fools take the rest,
Only fools take second best, but it's so,
Some people never know.


I Am Your Singer.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

You are my love, you are my song, liger on,
You are my song, I am your singer.

You are my one, you are my own melody,
You are my song, I am your singer.

Someday when we're singing
We will fly away, going winging.

Sing, singing my love song to you.

My song is sung,
When day is done harmonies willinger on,
I am your singer,
I am your singer,
Singing my love song to you.


Bip Bop Link.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

Instrumental.


Tomorrow.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

Oh, baby, don't let me down tomorrow,
Holding hands we both abandon sorrow,
Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.

Hey, baby's got a lazy dday on sunday,
Here's a pound, we hang around'til monday,
Oh, baby don't you let me down on sunday.

Bring a bag of bread and cheese and find a shady spot beneath the trees.
Catch abreath of country air and run your pretty fingers thro' my hair.

Tomorrow, when we both abandon sorrow.
Oh, baby, don't you let me down tomorrow,
Thro' the week we beg and steal and borrow.
Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.

Honey, pray for sunny skies so I can speak to rainbows in your eyes.
Let's just hope the weather man is feeling fine and doesn't spoil our plan.

Tomorrow, when we both abandon sorrow.
Oh, baby, don't you let me down tomorrow,
Holding hands we both abandon sorrow.
Oh, baby, don't let me down tomorrow.

Oh, for a chance to get away tomorrow.
Baby, don't let me down tomorrow,
Baby, don't let me down tomorrow.

Oh, don't let me down,
Baby, don't let me down tomorrow.
Baby's, don't let, let me down tomorrow,
Baby, don't let me down tomorrow.


Dear Friend.
(Paul & Linda MCartney)

Dear friend, what's the time?
Is this really the borderline?
Does it really mean so much to you?
Are you afraid, or is it true?

Dear friend, throw the wine,
I'm in love with a friend of mine.
Really truly, young and newly wed.
Are you a fool, or is it true?

Are you afraid, or is it true?

Promo.