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Brahma 602
 
    
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Bill Bailey
 
ID: 2579
   Instrumental  

LabelBrahma
WEB SITE www.squaredancemusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Brahma recordings
Number602
TypeSinging Call
Copies3
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Bpm131
Duration3:40
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Johnny Walter     recordings by Johnny Walter
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Cue Sheet

OPENER - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face, grand square
Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home
She cried the whole night long
She'll do the cooking, Billy, she'll pay the rent
She knows she done you wrong

Circle left
Remember that rainy evening she threw you out
Left allemande, swing and promenade
She knows she's to blame, now ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home


MIDDLE BREAK    Basic

Four ladies promenade once around the ring
Get back home and swing with your man
Join hands and circle to the left around you go
Left allemande the corner, weave the ring
Remember that rainy evening she threw you out
Swing your girl and promenade
She knows she's to blame, now ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home


FIGURE (twice heads, twice sides)    Plus, corner progression

Heads square thru 4 hands around
Meet the sides do the right & left thru
Veer left, girls hinge, do a diamond circulate
Flip the diamond, recycle go
Square thru go 3, then go left allemande
Swing new girl and promenade
She knows she's to blame, now ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home


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Bill Bailey won't you please come home
 
Lyrics

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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.
 

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