[Verse 1]Met a little pickaninny,Wand\u27ring down the street one day,Looking so forlorn and lonely,Seemed that he had lost his way.Someone asked him what is name was,This little tot with kinky head,Looking up with his big brown eyes,This is what he said:
[Chorus]Ev\u27rybody calls me honey,Don\u27t know why they do,Maybe it\u27s because my Mammy calls me honey too;Ain\u27t been around any honey bees,\u27Fraid that they might sting me,Still ev\u27rybody calls me honey,You can call me honey too.
[Verse 2]When a little bot o\u27 fellowFolks said he was like a rose,Wondered what they ought to call him,even Mammy didn\u27t know;From his eyes the sun beams peepin\u27Told of a disposition sweet;That\u27s the reason he\u27ll tell you this,Should you ever meet.[Chorus
