Bill Bailey (Won't You Come Home Bill Bailey?)

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

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

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：

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