Ev' - ry hon - ey bee fills with jeal - ous - y
When they see you out with me;
I don't blame them, good - ness knows,
Hon - ey - suck - le rose.
When you're pass - ing by, flow - ers droop and sigh,
And I know the rea - son why;
You're much sweet - er, good - ness knows,
Hon - ey - suck - le rose.
Don't buy sug - ar -- you just have to touch my cup.
You're my sug - ar; it's sweet when you stir it up.
When I'm tak - in' sips from your tas - ty lips,
Seems like hon - ey fairly drips;
You're con - fec - tion, good - ness knows,
Hon - ey - suck - le rose.