Well, Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.

Well, it's a darn good life but it's kinda funny
How the Lord made the bee, the bee made the honey
The honeybee lookin' for a home
And they called it a honeycomb
And he roamed the world and he gathered all
Of the honey into one sweet ball
The honeycomb from a million trips
Made my baby's lips.

Oh, Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when ya 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."
He made a little tree and I guess ya heard
What then, well, he made a little bird
And he waited all around till the end of spring
A-gettin' every note that the birdies sing
He put 'em all into one sweet tone for my Honeycomb.

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.

And the Lord said "Now that I made a bird
I'm gonna look all around for a little old word
Sounds about sweet like a turtle dove
And I guess I'm gonna call it love."
And He roamed the world lookin' everywhere
Gettin' love from here, love from there
Put it all in a little old part of my baby's heart.

Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
He took a hank of hair and a piece of bone
And made a walkin', talkin' Honeycomb
Honeycomb, won't ya be my baby, Honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb
What a darn good life when ya got a wife like Honeycomb.
(Honeycomb be my own...)