Everybody Calls Me Honey 1919

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 26 May 2009
2009

Met a little pickaninny
wand'ring down the street one day,
looking so forelorn and lonely,
seemed that he had lost his way.
Someone asked him what his name was,
this little tot with kinky head,
looking up with his big brown eyes,
this is what he said:

Ev'rybody calls me honey
don't know why they do,
Maybe it's because my Mammy
calls me honey too,
ain't been around any honey bees,
'fraid that they might sting me,
still ev'rybody calls me honey
you can call me honey too.

Ev'rybody calls me honey
don't know why they do,
Maybe it's because my Mammy
calls me honey too,
ain't been around any honey bees,
'fraid that they might sting me,
still ev'rybody calls me honey
you can call me honey too.

When a little bit o' fellow,
folks said he was like a rose,
wondered what they ought to call him,
even Mammy didn't know;
from his eyes the sun beams peepin'
told of a disposition sweet,
that's the reason he'll tell you this,
should you ever meet.

Ev'rybody calls me honey
don't know why they do,
Maybe it's because my Mammy
calls me honey too,
ain't been around any honey bees,
'fraid that they might sting me,
still ev'rybody calls me honey
you can call me honey too.

Ev'rybody calls me honey
don't know why they do,
Maybe it's because my Mammy
calls me honey too,
ain't been around any honey bees,
'fraid that they might sting me,
still ev'rybody calls me honey
you can call me honey too.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Everybody Calls Me Honey 1919
Music by Charley Straight
Lyrics by Joe Lyons
© MCMXIX by Forster Mus.Pub.Inc. - Chicago, Illinois
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 26 May 2009 at 10.58
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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