I know I've been a bad, bad boy and been away from homeBut didn't I write and didn't I call, yeah, didn't I telephoneI've shown your picture to my friends and they all agreeThat, oh, honey child, that you must wait for meOh, honey child, that you must wait for meI haven't made much moneyBut love is a splendid thingAnd I gotta tell you, honeyI've saved enough to buy a graveWe'll make a little love nestThat we can call our ownOther folks may laugh and scornBut we will have a homeLittle children round our feetAs happy as can beIf only, honey, you will wait for meIf only, honey, you will wait for meTwenty years have passed since thenAnd things got slowly worseDamn itHer mother was evicted from a slum in townAnd came to join us firstThen her brother from MilwaukeeWent and lost his dorkyAnd didn't even ask if he could stayHe just walked in as cool as a catAnd asked to stay the nightNow, honey child, you know that just ain't rightOh, honey child, you know it just ain't rightKids seem to sprout from every ballAnd now we've got seventeenI tell you, honey, I can't take no moreI'm the saddest sight I've ever seenThat lovely girl I once knewJust let herself goDon't you talk about me like thatYou know good so-and-soI tell you, folks, I've had enoughI've given all I'm givenOh, honey child, you just can't call this livingOh, honey child, you just can't call this livingI tell you, folks, I've had enough