Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey - Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cooking, honey, I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong
Remember that rainy evening 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?