Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home

Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home - Royal Canadian

On one summer's day

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 and O brakeman

That took and throwed her down

Bellerin like a prune fed calf

With a big gang hanging round

She saw and cried

And yelled aloud

Won't you come home Bill Bailey

Won't you come home

She moans the whole day long

I'll do the cooking dating

I'll pay the rent

I know I've done you wrong

Remember that rainy evening

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 Bailey won't you please come home