Texty:
Bill Bailey

Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home I cried the whole night long I'll do the cookin', Bailey, I'll pay the rent I know I've done you

nothin' but a fine tooth comb I know that I'm to blame, well ain't that a shame, Bill Bailey, won't you please come home. Won't you come home Bill Bailey

that a dirty, low-down shame Bill Bailey, won't you please come home Come home, come home, Bill Bailey Bill Bailey, won't you please come on home Come home, Bill Bailey Bill Bailey

but a fine tooth comb Ya, I know I'm to blame, now... ain't it a shame Bill bailey, won't you please come home (instrumental break) Won't you come home, bill bailey

nothin' but a fine tooth comb I know that I'm to blame, well ain't that a shame, Bill Bailey, won't you please come home. Won't you come home Bill Bailey

a dirty, low-down shame Bill Bailey, won't you please come home Come home, come home, Bill Bailey Bill Bailey, won't you please come on home Come home, Bill Bailey Bill Bailey

Překlad: Louis Armstrong. (Nebude se vrátíš domů), Bill Bailey.

Překlad: Darin, Bobby. Bill Bailey zvyklý si prosím, pojď domů.

Překlad: Fitzgerald, Ella. Nebude se vrátíš domů Bill Bailey.