Won't You Come Home Bill Bailey

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home

I cried the whole night long

I'll do the cookin', Bailey, I'll pay the rent

I know I've done you wrongRemember that rainy evening

I threw you out with nothin' but a fine tooth comb

I know I'm to blame, ain't that a shame

Bill Bailey, won't you please come homeOoh, I'll do the cookin', baby, I'll pay the rent

I know I've done you wrongRemember that rainy evening

I threw you out with nothin' but a fine tooth comb

I know I'm to blame, ain't that a shame

Bill Bailey, won't you please come home

Come on home, come on home, come on home

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