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Sorry I've taken so long, guys!
Lyrics:
[talking]
Hey, Bill Bailey.
Don't look now, but somebody's calling ya'.
Who?
Why your lady friend, that's who.
If I were you--
If I were you I'd get my little ol' self home.
[sang]
Won't ya' come home, Bill Bailey?
Won't ya' come home?
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin' honey
I'll even pay the rent
I know, I know I've done you wrong
Do you remember that rainy evening
I drove you out
With nothin' but a fine tooth comb
(And you were bald!)
I know I'm to blame
Ain't it a shame?
Bailey, won't you please come home?
[talking]
Aw, walk on home Bill!
Ah, I like it like that!
Hey, Bailey, let's go on home one more time, you hear?
[sang]
Won't ya' come home, Bill Bailey?
Won't ya' come home?
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin' honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong
Do you remember that rainy evening
I drove you out
With nothin' but a fine tooth comb
Yeah, I know I'm to blame
Ain't it a shame?
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
Bailey, won't you please come,
One more time!
Bailey won't you please come home!
[talking]
Get on home!