Record Database
Bill Bailey
4-Bar-B 6075
 
    
 Welcome  |  Glossary  |  Excess Records  |  Wish Lists  |  Label Logos  |  FAQ  |  Help  |  Miscellaneous  |  Music License Organizations  |  Statistics  |  Feedback  |  administrator     
 Find by -->  Title  |  Abbreviation  |  Artist  |  Cue Sheet  |  Label  |  Lyrics  | Lyrics ID  |  Record ID  |  Query 
 All  |  Singing Calls  |  Patters  |  Rounds  |  Contras  |  Lines  |  Sing-Alongs  |  Mixers 
 Record Dealers  |  Label Information  |  Label Web Sites  |  Artist Profiles  |  Lyrics List  |  Definitions of Old Calls 

Bill Bailey
 
ID: 1223
   Instrumental  

Label4-Bar-B
WEB SITE www.squaredancemusic.com
Label information
Grid list of 4-Bar-B recordings
Number6075
TypeSinging Call
Copies4
Vic's Rating5 (excellent)
Bpm129
Duration3:45
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Bob Carmack (picture)     recordings by Bob Carmack

Bob Carmack

See Also

Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Circle left
Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home
I've cried the whole night long

Do an allemande left with the corner, do si do
Men star by the left and roll it you go
Turn thru with the partner, go left allemande
Why don't you swing, promenade
I know I'm to blame, well ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home


FIGURE (twice for heads, twice for sides)    Basic, corner progression

Head two couples promenade, halfway you know
Down the middle, touch 1/4, the boys run right and go
Swing thru and then boys run right
Couples circulate, and ladies trade
Couples trade, bend the line, a right and left thru
Take a full turn and a little bit more and promenade and go
I know I'm to blame, well ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home


TAG

Bill Bailey won't you please come home
 
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
subject to all U.S. copyright laws and remain property of their respective owners.

Won't You Come Home Bill Bailey Lyrics ID: 290

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:

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

Lyrics by Hughie Cannon.
Recorded by Bobby Darin (1960); and many others.
 

Comments

 

ID: 1223
   
   
   
    last modified: 2017-08-27 at 15:28:28

https://www.ceder.net/recorddb/viewsingle.php?RecordId=1223&SqlId=218947
23-July-2019 13:51:36
Copyright © Vic Ceder.  All Rights Reserved.