Honeycomb

Honeycomb

Honeycomb

Well, it's a darn good life and it's kinda funny

How the Lord made the bee and the bee made the honey

And the honeybee lookin' for a home

And they called it a honeycomb

And they roamed the world and they gathered all

Of the honeycomb into one sweet ball

And the honeycomb from a million trips

Made my baby's lips

Oh, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' honeycomb

Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life when you got a wife like honeycomb

Honeycomb

And the Lord said, now that I made a bee

I'm gonna look all around for a green, green tree

And he made a little tree and I guess you heard

Oh, then, well, he made a little bird

And they waited all around until the end of spring

I get every note that the birdies sing

And they put 'em all into one sweet tome

For my honeycomb

Oh, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' honeycomb

Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life when you got a wife like honeycomb

Honeycomb

And the Lord said, now that I made a bird

I'm gonna look all around for a little old word

That sounds about sweet like turtle dove

And I guess I'm gonna call it love

And he roamed the world lookin' everywhere

Gettin' love from here, love form there

And he put it all in a little old part

Of my baby's heart

Oh, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' honeycomb

Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby?

Well, honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life when you got a wife like honeycomb

Honeycomb