Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?
I've moaned the whole night long
I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
Ya, I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come home?
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come on home?
I've moaned that whole day long
I'll do all the cookin', honey, I'll even pay the rent
I know that I have done you oh-so wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I throwed you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
So, baby, won't you, please, come
I said now, won't you, please, come
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come on home?
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Louis Armstrong - Bill Bailey, Won't You PleaseCome Home Lyrics
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Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?
I've moaned the whole night long
I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
Ya, I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come home?
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come on home?
I've moaned that whole day long
I'll do all the cookin', honey, I'll even pay the rent
I know that I have done you oh-so wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I throwed you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
So, baby, won't you, please, come
I said now, won't you, please, come
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come on home?
I've moaned the whole night long
I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
Ya, I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come home?
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come on home?
I've moaned that whole day long
I'll do all the cookin', honey, I'll even pay the rent
I know that I have done you oh-so wrong
You remember that rainy evenin'
I throwed you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb
I know I'm to blame; now, ain't it a shame?
So, baby, won't you, please, come
I said now, won't you, please, come
Bill Bailey, won't you, please, come on home?
Writer: HUGHIE (PD WRITER) CANNON, MASON DARING
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