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Sam Cooke

Bill Bailey

 

Bill Bailey

(album: Sam Cooke At The Copa - 1964)


it's time you went home, Bill Bailey
it's time you went home
you got a woman there that moans the whole night long
she said she'd do the cooking, Billy
said she'd pay the rent
she realizes that she done you wrong, yeah

stop thinking about that lonely evening
that she drove you out
with nothing but a fine toothcomb
oh then I know that's a shame, Bill
maybe you're the blame, Bill
so Bailey go on home

it's time you went home Bill Bailey
it's time you home
you got a woman there she's moaning and a groaning
the whole night long
said she'd do that cooking, Billy
pay the telephone bill and the rent
she realizes that she done you wrong

stop thinking about that lonely evening
that she drove you out
and remember, remember she didn't let you leave
without that fine tooth comb

And I know, I know
I know it's a shame
maybe you're to blame, Bill
and Bailey won't you go on home
Bailey won't you get on home
Bailey go on home

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