Chords for Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home? - Arthur Collins (1902)
Tempo:
101.875 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
F#
G#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Bill Daley, won't you please come home?
Sung by Arthur Collins, Columbia Record.
[E]
On one summer's day, sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Daley was a [G#]-hanging close on the line.
In her [B] backyard, Anna [E] weeping hard.
She married a fiend, old Brakeman, that brook and throwed her down.
Bellarin' like a prune-fed calf, [G#] with a big gang [E] hangin' round.
And to [B] that crowd, she yelled [E] out loud.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, [F] won't [E] you come home?
[D#] She moans the whole day [B] long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows I'll sublime.
[C#m] Well, ain't [F] that a shame?
[F#] Bill Daley, won't you please come [E] home?
[G#m] [E] Bill drove by that door in an automobile.
A great big diamond coach and [C] footman.
Hear that [C#] big wink, well, he's [B] all alone.
I [E] heard her growl.
She hollered through that door.
Bill Daley, is you sore?
Stop a minute, won't you listen to me?
[G#m] Won't I see you no more?
Bill [B] winked his eye as he heard [E] her cry.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, won't [F#] you come home?
She moans the whole [B] day long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows [A#m] I'll sublime.
[E] Well, ain't [C#] that a shame?
Bill Daley, won't [F#] you please come home?
[E]
Sung by Arthur Collins, Columbia Record.
[E]
On one summer's day, sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Daley was a [G#]-hanging close on the line.
In her [B] backyard, Anna [E] weeping hard.
She married a fiend, old Brakeman, that brook and throwed her down.
Bellarin' like a prune-fed calf, [G#] with a big gang [E] hangin' round.
And to [B] that crowd, she yelled [E] out loud.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, [F] won't [E] you come home?
[D#] She moans the whole day [B] long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows I'll sublime.
[C#m] Well, ain't [F] that a shame?
[F#] Bill Daley, won't you please come [E] home?
[G#m] [E] Bill drove by that door in an automobile.
A great big diamond coach and [C] footman.
Hear that [C#] big wink, well, he's [B] all alone.
I [E] heard her growl.
She hollered through that door.
Bill Daley, is you sore?
Stop a minute, won't you listen to me?
[G#m] Won't I see you no more?
Bill [B] winked his eye as he heard [E] her cry.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, won't [F#] you come home?
She moans the whole [B] day long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows [A#m] I'll sublime.
[E] Well, ain't [C#] that a shame?
Bill Daley, won't [F#] you please come home?
[E]
Key:
E
B
F#
G#
F
E
B
F#
_ Bill Daley, won't you please come home?
Sung by Arthur Collins, Columbia Record. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ On one summer's day, sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Daley was a [G#]-hanging close on the line.
In her [B] backyard, Anna [E] weeping hard.
She married a fiend, old Brakeman, that brook and throwed her down.
Bellarin' like a prune-fed calf, [G#] with a big gang [E] hangin' round.
And to [B] that crowd, she yelled [E] out loud.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, [F] won't [E] you come home?
[D#] She moans the whole day [B] long.
_ I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
_ Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
_ [A] I knows I'll sublime.
[C#m] Well, ain't [F] that a shame?
[F#] Bill Daley, won't you please come [E] home? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _ Bill drove by that door in an automobile.
A great big diamond coach and [C] footman.
Hear that [C#] big wink, well, he's [B] all alone.
I [E] heard her growl.
She hollered through that door.
Bill Daley, is you sore?
Stop a minute, won't you listen to me?
[G#m] Won't I see you no more?
Bill [B] winked his eye as he heard [E] her cry.
_ Won't you come home, Bill Daley, won't [F#] you come home?
She moans the whole [B] day long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you _ wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows [A#m] I'll sublime.
[E] Well, ain't [C#] that a shame?
Bill Daley, won't [F#] you please come home?
[E] _
Sung by Arthur Collins, Columbia Record. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ On one summer's day, sun was shining fine.
The lady love of old Bill Daley was a [G#]-hanging close on the line.
In her [B] backyard, Anna [E] weeping hard.
She married a fiend, old Brakeman, that brook and throwed her down.
Bellarin' like a prune-fed calf, [G#] with a big gang [E] hangin' round.
And to [B] that crowd, she yelled [E] out loud.
Won't you come home, Bill Daley, [F] won't [E] you come home?
[D#] She moans the whole day [B] long.
_ I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you wrong.
_ Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
_ [A] I knows I'll sublime.
[C#m] Well, ain't [F] that a shame?
[F#] Bill Daley, won't you please come [E] home? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _ Bill drove by that door in an automobile.
A great big diamond coach and [C] footman.
Hear that [C#] big wink, well, he's [B] all alone.
I [E] heard her growl.
She hollered through that door.
Bill Daley, is you sore?
Stop a minute, won't you listen to me?
[G#m] Won't I see you no more?
Bill [B] winked his eye as he heard [E] her cry.
_ Won't you come home, Bill Daley, won't [F#] you come home?
She moans the whole [B] day long.
I'll do the cookin', darlin', I'll pay the rent.
I knows I've done [E] you _ wrong.
Remember that rainy evening I drove you out with nothing but a fine [F#]-toothed comb.
[A] I knows [A#m] I'll sublime.
[E] Well, ain't [C#] that a shame?
Bill Daley, won't [F#] you please come home?
[E] _