Lyrics Bill Baily - Bobby Darin

Bill Baily

Bill Bailey
Bobby Darin
Traditional arranged by Bobby Darin
— (#19 in 1960)
(spoken)
(Hey, Bill Bailey, Don’t look now but somebody’s calling you
Who?
Why, your lady friend, that’s who
If I were you, If I were you, I’d get my little old self home)
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
Do you remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine tooth co-oo-omb?
Ya, I know I’m to blame, ain’t it a shame
Bailey, won’t you please come home
(A'walk on home, Bill.)
(Ah, like it like that!)
(Hey, Bailey!, Let’s go on home one more time ya’hear?)
Won’t cha come home Bill Bailey, won’t cha come home?
She moans the whole day loo-oo-ong
I’ll do the cookin' honey, I’ll even pay the rent:
I know, I know I done you wroo-oo-ong
Do you remember that rainy evenin', 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
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.)