Bill Bailey

It's time you went home, Bill Bailey It's time you went home You got a woman there that moans the whole night long She said she'd do the cooking, Billy Said she'd pay the rent She realizes that she done you wrong, yeah Stop thinking about that lonely evening That she drove you out With nothing but a fine toothcomb Oh then I know that's a shame, Bill Maybe you're the blame, Bill So Bailey go on home It's time you went home Bill Bailey It's time you home You got a woman there she's moaning and a groaning The whole night long Said she'd do that cooking, Billy Pay the telephone bill and the rent She realizes that she done you wrong Stop thinking about that lonely evening That she drove you out And remember, remember she didn't let you leave Without that fine tooth comb And I know, I know I know it's a shame Maybe you're to blame, Bill And Bailey won't you go on home Bailey won't you get on home Bailey go on home