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Harry Connick Jr Won T You Come Home Bill Bailey

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Harry Connick, Jr.. Oh, My Nola. Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey ?. Harry Connick, Jr. Oh, My Nola. No arribes a casa, Bill Bailey?.
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Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home I cried the whole night long I'll do the cookin', Bailey, I'll pay the rent I know I've done you

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Original: Harry Connick, Jr.. Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey.

Traducció: Harry Connick, Jr. No arribes a casa, Bill Bailey.

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Harry Connick Jr.. Oh, My Nola. Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey?. Harry Connick Jr. Oh, My Nola. No arribes a casa, Bill Bailey?.
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a prune-fed calf With a big gang hanging round And to that crowd, She hollered loud [Chorus:] Won't you come home, Bill Bailey Won't you come home?

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Harry Connick Jr.. Oh, My Nola. Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey?. Harry Connick Jr. Oh, My Nola. No arribes a casa, Bill Bailey?.
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like a prune-fed calf With a big gang hanging round And to that crowd, She hollered loud [Chorus:] Won't you come home, Bill Bailey Won't you come home

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