Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home?

Seq - Dr. J.Pitt-Payne. Kar - Bunty Pritchard Jones. Jan 2001.

On one Summer day, sun was shining fine,
the lady love of old Bill Bailey,

was hanging clothes on de line,
in her back yard, and weeping hard.

She married a B. and O. brakeman.
Dat took and throw'd her down:

bellering like a prune fed calf,
wid a big gang hangin' 'round,
and to dat crowd she yell'd out loud:

"Won't you come home, Bill Bailey,
won't you come home?"
she moans de whole day long;

I'll do de cooking, darling,
I'll pay de rent,
I knows I've done you wrong.

'Member dat rainy eve dat I drove you out
wid nothing but a fine tooth comb?

I know I'se to blame, well;
ain't dat a shame?
Bill Bailey won't you please come home?"

Bill drove by dat door in an automobile.
A great big diamond coach and footman,

hear dat big wench squeal,
"He's all alone," I heard her groan.

She holler'd through that door,
"Bill Bailey is you sore?

Stop a minute won't you listen to me
Won't I see you no more?"

Bill winked his eye,
as he heard her cry:

"Won't you come home, Bill Bailey,
won't you come home?"
she moans de whole day long;

I'll do de cooking, darling,
I'll pay de rent,
I knows I've done you wrong.

'Member dat rainy eve dat I drove you out
wid nothing but a fine tooth comb?

I know I'se to blame, well;
ain't dat a shame?
Bill Bailey won't you please come home?"

Soft karaoke
Words
lyric - clarinet
synth brass 1
synth brass 2
synth strings 1
Bill Bailey Orchestral Music-Hall seq Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 3 Jan 2001

Bill Bailey Music-Hall Orchestral seq Dr. Pitt-Payne 3 Jan 2001
words and Music by Highie Cannon
Sequenced by Dr. Pitt-Payne 3 jan 2001
Researched by Doug Grierson
Karaoke by Bunty Pritchard Jones