One bright and sunny day, the sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Bailey was pinning clothes on the line
In her back yard, and weeping hard.
Cause she married a B & O brakeman that would go and throw'd her down.
Now she bellowing like a bowl face heffer 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?
I cried the whole night long.
I've done the dishes honey, and I'd pay the rent
You know I've done you wrong
Member that rainy eve that I throw 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?
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One bright and sunny day, the sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Bailey was pinning clothes on the line
In her back yard, and weeping hard.
Cause she married a B & O brakeman that would go and throw'd her down.
Now she bellowing like a bowl face heffer 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?
I cried the whole night long.
I've done the dishes honey, and I'd pay the rent
You know I've done you wrong
Member that rainy eve that I throw 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?
The lady love of old Bill Bailey was pinning clothes on the line
In her back yard, and weeping hard.
Cause she married a B & O brakeman that would go and throw'd her down.
Now she bellowing like a bowl face heffer 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?
I cried the whole night long.
I've done the dishes honey, and I'd pay the rent
You know I've done you wrong
Member that rainy eve that I throw 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?
Writer: HUGHIE CANNON, LOUIS PRIMA
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Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.