Aretha Franklin - Bill Bailey, Won’t You Please Come Home

Won’t you come home Bill Bailey? Come on home
I know I’ve done you wrong
I’ll do cookin’ honey, I’ll even pay the rent
I know I’ve done you wrong

Do you remember that rainy eve’ that I put you out
Nothing but a fine tooth comb?
And I know I’m to blame, well it’s a low down dirty shame
Bill Bailey, you won’t come on home?

I wonder if you come on home Bill Bailey, come on home
I know I’ve done you wrong
Oh, I’ll do cookin’ honey, I’ll even pay your rent
I know I’ve done you wrong

Did you remember that rainy evening I put you out
Nothing but a fine tooth comb?
And I know I’m to blame, it’s a low down dirty shame
Bill Bailey, come on home
Please Bill, come on, yeah
Bill Bailey, I’m trying to be nice
Please Bill, you won’t come on home and make things alright?
Bill, I need you, yeah
Please Bill, you won’t come home now?
Bill, come on home
Bill, we need you now
I’m sitting here, just a little old trouble in mind
Bill, to believe you leave, meet me
Oh, Bill, I need you, yeah
Please Bill, won’t you please come home?