Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Saga of Bill Bailey, artist - Nancy Wilson. Album song The Nancy Wilson Show!, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.2015
Record label: Compulsion
Song language: English
Saga of Bill Bailey |
| Now, you take this morning for example |
| I floated cornflakes in my coffee |
| The coffe grounds are wrapped in silk |
| My piggybank is full of bobbypins and milk |
| Today what’s right is wrong |
| Today what’s up is down |
| Tomorrow could be worse |
| Tomorrow I may drown |
| Then everyone will laugh at this old clumsy clown |
| But listen sweet patutti, |
| You so and so |
| You went and did it to me |
| Why did you have to go away |
| Won’t you come home Bill Bailey |
| Won’t you come home |
| I mourn the whole day long |
| Now I’ll bake you cookies Billy |
| with chocolate chips |
| Now I know, I know I’ve done you wrong |
| Do you remember that rainy evening |
| They say I through you out |
| You left with nothing but a fine-tooth comb |
| So I’m to blame and I’m ashamed and so all alone |
| Billy. |
| Hey Billy Baby come home |
| An old daddy of mine dropped dead |
| and so I’m collecting on his life insurance |
| Come on and spend that money Bill Bailey |
| Come on home |
| Now you’ve been away too long |
| A whole lot of goodies I’ll buy you |
| I’ll buy you a home, car |
| Now who said, who said I’ve done you wrong |
| When you are on my doorstep, patutti |
| I’ll yell who rang |
| Its Billy Bailech, Salome |
| Now who’s to blame, Bill |
| Who’s ashame, Bill |
| I’m all alone |
| Come on, Bailey |
| Bailey won’t you please come home |
| I’m looking for you |
| I’m praying for you |
| I’m cooking for you |
| ah turn my flame up |
| Come home, Bill Bailey |
| Come on home |
| Then I’ll sing, I’ll sing no more, no more sad songs |
| I want that man’s arms around me |
| I want him til it hurts |
| Now Bailey, it wrong its wrong, its wrong its wrong |
| Now do you remember that raining evening |
| That night that you left |
| You stole, you stole my fine tooth come |
| Bailey Bailey, shame, shame |
| I know it is you who’s to blame |
| But William Benjamin Bailey |
| You just come on home |
| Come home |