A sweet love song with a little lilt, 1901.
words by Albert H. Fitz
music by William H. Penn
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- B’zz B’zz B’zz B’zz
On a summer afternoon
Where the honeysuckles bloom
When all nature seemed at rest
‘Neath a little rustic bow’r
Mid the perfume of the flower
A maiden sat with one she loved the best
As they sang the songs of love
From the arbor just above
Came a bee which lit upon the vine
As it sipped the honeydew
They both vowed they would be true
Then he whispered to her
Words she thought divine
Chorus
You are my honey, honeysuckle
I am the bee
I’d like to sip the honey sweet
From those red lips, you see
I love you dearly, dearly
And I want you to love me
You are my honey, honeysuckle
I am the bee
- B’zz B’zz B’zz B’zz
So beneath that sky so blue
These two lovers fond and true
With their hearts so filled with bliss
As they sat there side by side
He asked her to be his bride
She answered “Yes” and sealed it with a kiss
For her heart had yielded soon
‘Neath the honeysuckle’s bloom
And through life they’d wandered day by day
And he vowed just like the bee
“I will build a home for thee”
And the bee then seemed
To answer them and say
Sung here by Fred Feild: