Hughie Cannon

“ Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?
Bill drove by dat door, In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman, hear dat big wench squeal:
"He's all alone," I heard her groan;
She hollered thro' that door, "Bill Bailey, is you sore?
Stop a minute; won't you listen to me? Won't I see you no more?"
Bill winked his eye, As he heard her cry:
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?
She moans de whole day long ”