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 honey bee looking for a home
And he called it a honeycomb

And they roamed the world and they gathered all
Of the honey 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 of hair and a piece of bone
They made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
What a darned good life when you've got a wife
Like honeycomb

And the Lord said now that I've 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
Getting every note that the birdies sing
And they put 'em all in to one sweet tone
For my honeycomb

Oh honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone
They made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
What a darned good life when you've got a wife
Like honeycomb

And the Lord said now that I've made a bird
I'm gonna look all around for a little old word
That sounds about sweet like a turtledove
And I guess I'm gonna call it love

And they waited all around till the end of spring
Getting every note that the birdies sing
And they put 'em all in to one sweet tone
For my honeycomb

Oh honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone
They made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
What a darned good life when you've got a wife
Like honeycomb

Oh honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
Got a hank of hair and a piece of bone
They made a walking, talking honeycomb
Well honeycomb, won't you be my baby
Well honeycomb, be my own
What a darned good life when you've got a wife
Like honeycomb