Honeycomb
Baby, honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when I got a wife like honeycomb
It's a darn good life and it's kinda funny
How the bee was made and the bee made the honey
The honeybee looking for a home
Made my honeycomb
Then they combed the world and they gathered all
Of the honeycomb up in one sweet ball
The honeycomb from a million trips
Made my baby's lips
Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
Just a hang of hair and a piece of bone
Made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when I got a wife like honeycomb
Now, have you heard tell how they made a bee
Then they tried a hand at a green, green tree
So the tree was made and I guess you heard
Next they made a bird
Now they waited round till the end of spring
Saving every note that the bird did sing
Then they rose it up into one sweet tone
For my honeycomb
Honeycomb, honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
Just a hang of hair and a piece of bone
Made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well, honeycomb, honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when I have a wife like honeycomb
In a little while when they made that bird
They looked around for a little word
It sounded sweet as a turtle dove
So they called it love
Then they went around looking everywhere
Everywhere
Taking love from here and from there
And they stored it up in a little cart
For my honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
Just a hang of hair and a piece of bone
Made a walking, talking honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when I have a wife like honeycomb
Honeycomb, honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
Just a hang of hair and a piece of bone
Made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when you got a wife like honeycomb
Honeycomb
Honeycomb