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One one summer's day,Sun was shinin' fine,The lady love of old Bill BaileyWas hangin' clothes on the lineIn her back yard,And weepin' hard.She married a B&O brakemanThat took and throwed her down,Bellerin' like a prune-fed calfWith a big gang hanging roundAnd to that crowd,She hollered loud: [Chorus]Won't you come home, Bill BaileyWon't you come home?She moans the whole day long.I'll do the cookin', darlingI'll pay the rent,I know I've done you wrong;'member that rainy eve thatI threw you out,Letras de cancionesWith nothing but a fine-tooth comb?I know I'm to blame,Well, ain't that a shameBill Bailey won't you please come home. Bill drove by that doorIn an automobile,A great big diamond, coach and footmanHear that lady squeal.He's all aloneI heard her groan.She hollered through the doorBill Bailey, is you sore?Stop a minute, listen to meWon't I see you no more?Bill winks his eyeAs he heard her cry:[Chorus]
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"Bill Bailey" as written by Traditional/rowan
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