Bill Bailey

Written by: Hughie Cannon in 1902. Here is Patsy Cline singing it:

Won’t you come home, Bill Bailey?
Won’t you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I’ll do the cookin’, honey —
I’ll pay the rent.
I know I done you wrong.

Remember that rainy evening I drove you out
With nothin’ but a fine tooth comb?
I know I’m to blame–
Ain’t it a shame,
Bill Bailey, won’t you please come home?

Remember that rainy evening I drove you out
With nothin’ but a fine tooth comb?
I know I’m to blame–
Ain’t it a shame,
Bill Bailey, won’t you please come home?