Honeycomb

Well, Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.



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

How the Lord made the bee, the bee made the honey

The honeybee lookin' for a home

And they called it a honeycomb

And he roamed the world and he gathered all

Of the honey into one sweet ball

The honeycomb from a million trips

Made my baby's lips.



Oh, Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.



And the Lord said "Now that I made a bee

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

He made a little tree and I guess ya heard

What then, well, he made a little bird

And he waited all around till the end of spring

A-gettin' every note that the birdies sing

He put 'em all into one sweet tone for my Honeycomb.



Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.



And the Lord said "Now that I made a bird

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

Sounds about sweet like a turtle dove

And I guess I'm gonna call it love."

And He roamed the world lookin' everywhere

Gettin' love from here, love from there

Put it all in a little old part of my baby's heart.



Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone

And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own

What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb

What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.

(Honeycomb be my own...)