Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home [#]
Turk Murphy
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Won't you come home, Bill Bailey Won't you come home? She 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 threw you out, With nothing but a fine-tooth comb? I know I'm to blame, Well, ain't that a shame Bill Bailey won't you please come home. Bill drove by that door In an automobile, A great big diamond, coach and footman Hear that lady squeal. He's all alone I heard her groan. She hollered through the door Bill Bailey, is you sore? Stop a minute, listen to me Won't I see you no more? Bill winks his eye As he heard her cry: Chorus:
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Written by: HUGHIE CANNON, KIRBY SHAW
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