On one Saturday morning, the sun was shining fine The lady love of old Bill Bailey was hanging clothes on the line In her yard (In her yard) She was weeping hard She married a mean, mean old man who went and put it on her Now she’s standing on the street crying with the crowd all hanging around And to that crowd, she yells out loud Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? She cries the whole night through She says she’ll do a little cooking Try to help out with some rent ‘Cuz she knows she done you wrong Remember that rainy evening she kicked you out the house You had nothing, nothing but a fine toothcomb? Well she knows that she’s to blame, scandalize your name Bill Bailey, won't you please come home? Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? She cries the whole night through She says she’ll do a little cooking, laundry, dishes, she’ll try to help out with some rent, all that Cause she knows she done you wrong Remember that rainy evening right after the hurricane She kicked you in a back of your lap Didn’t have nothing but a fine toothcomb Now she knows that she’s to blame, scandalize your name Bill Bailey Hey Bill Bailey Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?