Well, it's a darn good life and it's kinda
funny how the bee was made, the bee made
the honey, and the honeybee lookin' for home,
made a honeycomb.
Then, they combed 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.
Just a hanka hair and a piece of 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.
(Oh, honeycomb)
#2.
Now, have you heard tell how he made a bee? then he tried
a hand at a green, green tree.
So, the tree was made, I guess you heard, up in, well, he
made a little bird.
Then they waited around till the end of spring, savin' every
note the bird did sing, then, he rolled it up into one sweet
tone for my honeycomb.
Oh, honeycomb, won't you be my baby, well, honeycomb, be my own
(Honeycomb, honeycomb)
Just a hanka hair and a piece of bone, and made a walkin', talkin'
honeycomb.
Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby, well, honeycomb, be my own.
(Honeycomb, honeycomb)
What a darn good life when you got a wife, like honeycomb.
(My honeycomb)
#3.
In a little while, when he made that girl, they looked around
for a little word sounded sweet as turtle dove, so they called
it love.
Then they went around looking everywhere, takin' love from here,
love from there, and he stored it up in a little cart for my
honey's heart.
Oh, honeycomb, won't you be my baby, well, honeycomb, be my own.
(Honeycomb, honeycomb)
Just a hanka hair and a piece of bone and made a walkin', talkin'
honeycomb.
Well, honeycomb, won't you be my baby, well, honeycomb, be my own.
(Honeycomb, honeycomb)
What a darn good life when you got a wife, like honeycomb.
(Honeycomb, honeycomb)