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02 Dec 07 - 09:47 AM (#2206770) Subject: Tune Req: Bill Bailey From: Lowden Jameswright Can anyone help with the original melody to Hughie Cannon's 1902 song please? - (not the pruned down jazzed-up version) Thanks folks 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: Refrain: 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: Chorus: |
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02 Dec 07 - 10:36 AM (#2206799) Subject: RE: Tune Req: Bill Bailey From: Mick Pearce (MCP) You can see the sheet music at the Levy Collection. Here's a link to the first page Bill Bailey; use the links to go through the pages. You can also download it as pdf from this link: Bill Bailey pdf (right click and Save Target As... - the file is about 6.6Mb though; you might prefer to save the images as you go through the pages from the first link). Mick |
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02 Dec 07 - 01:45 PM (#2206929) Subject: RE: Tune Req: Bill Bailey From: Lowden Jameswright Thanks to you Mick! |
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20 May 18 - 08:22 PM (#3926004) Subject: Lyr Add: BILL BAILEY, WON'T YOU PLEASE COME HOME? From: Jim Dixon You can see the sheet music at the websites of: Baylor University, Duke University, Johns Hopkins University (The Levy Collection), University of Maine, University of Mississippi, or University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. The lyrics posted above, as well as the ones in the DT, have been cleaned up to remove dialect and other words that might be deemed derogatory. Here is the original: BILL BAILEY, WON'T YOU PLEASE COME HOME? Words and Music by Hughie Cannon, ©1902. 1. On one summer's day, sun was shining fine. The lady love of old Bill Bailey was hanging clothes on de line In her back yard, And weeping hard. She married a B. and O. brakeman, dat took and throw'd her down, Bellering like a prune-fed calf, wid a big gang hanging 'round, And to dat crowd, She yelled out loud: CHORUS: "Won't you come home, Bill Bailey? Won't you come home?" She moans de whole day long; "I'll do de cooking, darling; I'll pay de rent. I knows I've done you wrong; 'Member dat rainy eve dat I drove you out, Wid nothing but a fine tooth comb? I knows I'se to blame; well, ain't dat a shame? Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?" 2. 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: CHORUS |