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 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

Well, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well, Honeycomb, be my own
What a darn good life
When you got a good wife like 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
Well he made a little bird
And they waited all around till the end of Spring
Gettin' every note that the birdie'd sing
And they put 'em all into one sweet tone
For my Honeycomb
 
Oh, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well, Honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life
When you got a wife like Honeycomb
 
Oh, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well, Honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life
When you got a wife like Honeycomb