Honeycomb
Jimmie Rodgers
(Honeycomb)

(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
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
(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 Honeycomb
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

(Honeycomb)
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