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
Made a honeycomb
Well they roamed the world and they gathered all
Of the honeycomb in one big ball
And honeycomb from a million trips
Made my baby's lips

Oh, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby?
Honeycomb, be my own
Just a hank of hair, piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Well, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby?
Honeycomb, be my own
What a darn good life
When you have a wife like Honeycomb

Now have you heard tell
They made a head out of green, green trees
So the tree was made, I guess you heard
What then? Well He made a little bird
Now they waited 'round till the end of spring
Strained every note that the bird did sing
Then they rolled it up in one sweet home
For my Honeycomb

Oh, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby?
Honeycomb, be my own
Just a hank of hair, piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Well, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby?
Honeycomb, be my own
What a darn good life
Free from strife
Once you find yourself a wife
Clean and sharp as a carbon knife
Like Honeycomb (Honeycomb)"