Honey Bear went down to Georgia,
he was looking for some bees.
In a need for speed,
cos’ he had a queen to feed.
Farmer Nate opened up a hive and he said: “I’ll start this show.”
And smoke flew from his fingertips as he fasten up his suit.
And as he sprayed the sugar across his bees they made a joyous buzz.
Then a band of ladies joined in and it sounded something like this.
When Farmer Nate finished, Tony said: “Well you’re pretty good ol’ son.
“But sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done.”
Bees in the hive, run boys, run.
Honey in the house of the risin’ sun.
Chicken in the bread pan, pickin’ out dough.
“Granny, does your bee sting?”
“No, child, no.”