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SONG LYRIC "Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home" Words and Music by Hughie Cannon :Verse 1: On one summer's day, the sun was shining fine. :The lady love of old Bill Bailey was hanging clothes on the line :In her back yard, and weeping hard. :She married a B & O brakeman that took and throw'd her down. :Bellering like a prune-fed calf with a big gang hanging 'round; :And to that crowd she yelled out loud. :Chorus: Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? :She moans the whole day long. :I'll do the cooking darling, I'll pay the rent; :I knows I've done you wrong; :Member that rainy eve that I drove you out, :With nothing but a fine tooth comb? :I know I'se to blame; well ain't that a shame? :Bill Bailey won't you please come home? :Verse 2: Bill drove by that door in an automobile, :A great big diamond coach and footman, hear that big wench squeal; :"He's all alone," I heard her groan. :She hollered through that door, "Bill Bailey is you sore? :Stop a minute; won't you listen to me? Won't I see you no more?" :Bill winked his eye, as he heard her cry: :Chorus: Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? :She moans the whole day long. :I'll do the cooking darling, I'll pay the rent; :I knows I've done you wrong; :Member that rainy eve that I drove you out, :With nothing but a fine tooth comb? :I know I'se to blame; well ain't that a shame? :Bill Bailey won't you please come home? Among the artists who have covered the song are Louis Armstrong , Patsy Cline , Bobby Darin , and Ella Fitzgerald , typically in a truncated version based on the chorus. (Darrin's version added his own spoken word introduction, as an aside to the mythical Bailey). A traditional arrangment of the song, based on Louis Armstrong's 1965 Paris recording, follows: TRADITIONAL ARRANGEMENT "(Won't You Come Home) Bill Bailey" :Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home :I've moaned the whole night long :I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent :I know I done you wrong :You remember that rainy evenin' :I threw you out....with nothin' but a fine tooth comb :Ya, I know I'm to blame, now... ain't it a shame :Bill Bailey, won't you please come home :Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come on home :I've moaned that whole day long :I'll do all the cookin' honey, I'll even pay the rent :I know, that I have done you, oh so, wrong :You remember that rainy evenin' :I throwed you out, with nothin but a fine tooth comb :I know I'm to blame, now... ain't it a shame :So baby, won't you please come :I said now, won't you please come :Bill Bailey, won't you please.... come on home EXTERNAL LINKS Full lyric: http://www.perfessorbill.com/lyrics/lybailey.htm Traditional arragement (from the "Historic American Sheet Music" site): http://scriptorium.lib.duke.edu/sheetmusic/n/n09/n0971/ |
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