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
Oh, Honeycomb, won’t you be my baby, Well, Honeycomb,
be my own
Got a hank o’ hair and a piece o’ bone, And made a walkin’
talkin’ Honeycomb
Well, Honeycomb, won’t you be my baby, Well, Honeycomb,
be my own
What a darn good life, When you 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
And He made a little tree and I guess you heard, Oh, then 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 tome, For my HoneycombChorus
And the Lord says now that I made a bird, I’m gonna look all round for
a little ol’ word
That sounds about sweet like “turtledove”, And I guess I’m gonna call it
"love"
And He roamed the world lookin’ everywhere, Gettin’ love from here, love
from there
And He put it all in a little ol’ part, Of my baby’s heart Chorus
