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Turk Murphy - Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home текст песни

Исполнитель: Turk Murphy

альбом: What's New


Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong
'Member that rainy eve that
I threw you out
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb
I know I'm to blame
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that lady squeal
He's all alone
I heard her groan
She hollered through the door
Bill Bailey, is you sore
Stop a minute, listen to me
Won't I see you no more
Bill winks his eye
As he heard her cry

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