Sheet Music, 1900-1909

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ISBN

MUM00682, 0011

Description

Cover: two drawings, one of Bill Baileys woman crying and another of him smiling; Publisher: Howley Haviland and Dresser (New York)

Subject Headings (Library of Congress)

Songs -- United States -- 20th Century; Popular Music -- United States

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Original Collection

Sheldon Harris Collection (MUM00682), Archives and Special Collections, University of Mississippi Libraries

Lyrics

Lyrics:
First verse
On one summer's 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 prunefed calf, wid a big gang hanging round; and to dat crowd, She yelled out loud:
Chorus
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; Menber dat rainy eve dat I drove you out, Wid nothing but a fine tooth comb? I knows I'se To blame; well, ain't dat a shame? Bill Bailey, won't you please come home? home?
Second verse
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 hollered thro' 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:
(Chorus)

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Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home? / music by Hughie Cannon; words by Hughie Cannon

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