Honey - Bo Carter

Now it don’t make no difference sweet little old honey:

A‑how you trying to carry on

A‑what you trying to do to me honey: I happen to have it

In my bag

Now it don’t make a bit of difference with me honey:

Things you trying to do to me

A‑what you trying to do to me honey: I happen to have it

In my bag

Now you may go honey you may go: You may stray all alone

But one of these days now little old sweet honey: You’ll

Be out of house and home

Now you trying to do little dirty things honey: And keep

It out of your daddy’s sight

You fool right around now little old honey: And let me

Catch you dead to the right