(Won't You Come Home) Bill Bailey

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
Come on home
She moans the whole day long
I'll do that cooking, honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong

Remember that rainy evening I drove you out
You had nothing but a fine tooth comb
Now I know that I'm to blame
Ain't that a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?

Now, won't You come home, Bill Bailey?
Come on home
She moans the whole day long
I'll do that cooking, honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong

Now, remember that rainy evening I drove you out
You had nothing but a fine tooth comb
Now I know that I'm to blame
Oh, ain't that a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?

One more time now
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
Come on home
She moans and rolls all day long
I'll do that cooking, honey
I'll pay the rent
'Cause I know I've done you wrong

Now, remember that rainy evening I drove you out
With nothing but a fine tooth comb
Now I know I'm to blame
And it's a low down crying shame
Mister William Bailey, please, come home