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Bill Bailey
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Jazz
Skladba Bill Bailey vyšla 17. února 2006 Crownstar Records na albu Al Hirt
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AlbumAl Hirt
Datum vydání17. února 2006
ŠtítekCrownstar Records
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM98

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One one summer's day
Sun was shinin' fine
The lady love of old Bill Bailey
Was hangin' clothes on the line
In her back yard
And weepin' hard
She married a B&O brakeman
That took and throwed her down
Bellerin' like a prune-fed calf
With a big gang hanging round
And to that crowd
She hollered loud:
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay the rent
I know I've done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
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
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that lady squeal
He's all alone
I heard her groan
She hollered through the door
Bill Bailey, is you sore?
Stop a minute, listen to me
Won't I see you no more?
Bill winks his eye
As he heard her cry:
Written by: Al Hirt, Frey
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