Julie London
Bill Bailey, Won’t You Please Come Home
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
Won't you come home?
I moan the whole day long
I'll do the cookin', darling, I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong

Remember that rainy eve that
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame, well, ain't it a shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please come?

Remember that rainy eve that
I threw you out with nothin' but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame, well, ain't it a shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?
Your Mama's waitin'
Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?
C'mon Bill, I'm gettin' so tired of waitin'