Ella Fitzgerald - Bill Bailey

Thank you, you're very kind
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
Won't you come home?
Ah, you've been away too long
I do that cooking, honey
You just bring home the money
Bill Bailey, please, come on home
Each night, when we sing this
We're making an attempt to swing this
We sing this song a different way
That's why I say
Who knows, like Mack the Knife
You may play this song all your life
So, Bill Bailey, won't you come on home?

As Miss Sophie Tucker might say
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
I say, won't you come home?
Oh, you've been away
Oh honey, you've been away too long
I'll do that cooking, honey, yes
You just bring home the money
Some of these days, Bill
You're gonna come on home

As Miss Della Reese might say
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey?
I say, won't you come home?
I say, you've been away too long

And as Miss Pearl Bailey might say
Bill, honey, daddy, you'd better bring it on home
'Cause, honey, I'm just so tired of waiting on you
Honey, these shoes--I, I'm telling you, baby, it can't wait no longer

Yes, I said
Won't you come, won't you come?
Won't you come on home, Bill Bailey?
I say, you've been away too long
Since you've been gone, there's no stopping
To this thing they call bee-bopping
So, Bailey, please, come on home

Now, everybody, twist it
I say, everybody, twist it
So, Bailey, please, come home, no more to roam

I've sung the lyrics to this song so long
I guess it's time to say so long
So, Bailey, won't you come on home?
Mama needs loving
Bill, Bailey, won't you come?
Come home