Текст песни Bill Bailey Won't You Please Come Home (Live) - Della Reese

Won′t you come home, Bill Bailey?
Come on home
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin′, honey
I'll pay the rent
I know I done you wrong
Yes indeedy
Remember that rainy evening
I put you out with nothin'
Nothin′ but a fine tooth comb
Yes I did
You see, I know I′m to blame
It's a low down dirty shame
Bill Bailey, won′t you please come on home?
I wonder won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
Brother William, you come on home
This woman moans and groans
I′m tellin' you, moanin′ and groanin' the whole day long
She says I'll give you lovin′, Daddy
I′m gonna make you content
Because I know it, yes I do
I know I done you wrong
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Do you remember that rainy evening
I put you out and I gave you nothing
Not a thing, nothing but a fine tooth comb
You see I know I'm to blame
And it′s a lowdown, rotten, and a dirty, dirty shame
Bill Bailey, won't you please
You know I think I oughta tell me one more time
I said, won′t you come home, Bill Bailey?
William, you come on home
This woman moans and groans
I'm tellin′ you, moanin' and groanin' the whole day long
She says, I′ll do my dishes, Daddy
Please don′t bug me 'bout the rent
Because I know it, yes I do, I know I done you wrong
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do you remember that rainy evening
I put you out and I gave you nothing, not a thing
Nothing but a fine tooth comb
You see I know I′m to blame
And it's a lowdown, rotten, and a dirty, dirty shame
Bill Bailey, won′t you please come on home?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bill Bailey, won't you please come on home?