Lyrics: Brenda Lee. Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home.

(H.Cannon)

Well, won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
I mean the whole night long
I'll do the cookin; honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong

Yeah! Remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out
With nothin' but a fine tooth comb
Yeah! I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't it a shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?

Well, won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
I mean the whole night long
I'll do the cookin; honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong

Yeah! Remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out
With nothin' but a fine tooth comb
Yeah! I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't it a shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?

Well remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out
With nothin' but a fine tooth comb
Yeah! I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't it a shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?