Won't You Come Home Bill Bailey

(альбом: For The Night People - 1966)

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cooking, honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong

Do you remember that rainy evening
I threw you out with nothing but a fine tooth comb?
Yeah, I know I'm to blame, ain't it a shame
Bailey, won't you please come home

Won't cha come home Bill Bailey, won't cha come home?
She moans the whole day long...
I'll do the cooking honey, I'll even pay the rent
I know, I know I done you wrong...
Do you remember that rainy evening, ah
That I drove you out, with nothin but a fine tooth comb?
(And you are bald!)
I know I'm to blame, well ain't it a shame
Bailey, won't cha please come
Bailey, won't cha please come
Bailey, won't cha please come
Bailey, won't cha please come, ah
Bailey, won't cha please come
C'mon
Baby, won't cha please come
Yo!
Baby, won't cha please come
Baby, won't cha please come
Baby, won't cha please come
One... more... time
Oh, Bailey won't cha please come home
(Get on home)