M well she come home, Bill Bailey
Not, won't you come home?
I moans the whole night long
I'll do the cookin', honey
I'll pay the rent,
I know, I know, I know I've done you wrong
'Member that rainy eve, I turn you out With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
Well I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
I moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay the rent,
I know, I've done you wrong
'Member that rainy eve that I turn you out With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey please come
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home
Writer(s): Hughie Cannon, Luther Henderson
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