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?