Oh, won't you please be my hillbilly honey bunch?

I'll take you to the swamp for a crawdad lunch,

then we can go fer a swim with the bugs and critters in thar, too.

Then we could lay all day a-dryin' out on the porch,

swattin' flies and eatin' possum chops of course

'til the night comes 'round we can join the hounds a- howlin' at the moon.

And we'll be goin' Ow-w-w-w-w-w! Oh, honey be mine!

Ow-w-w-w-w-w! Now don't that sound fine!

Oh, honey bunch, I so much want you to come

to my one room dirt floor hillbilly home.

'Cept fer the termites, snakes and skunks, iit's a nice slightly tilted shack.

The sun's a-comin' through the roof. There's runnin' water when it storms.

Got plastic bags to shut the winders in the winter months.

There's pigs and possums in the front

and a bunch of junk cars out back.

And we'll e goin' Ow-w-w-w-w-w-w! Oh, honey be mine!

Ow-w-w-w-w-w! Now don't that sound fine?

Oh honey say yes and it can all be yers

'long with a two holer outhouse I marked 'His' and 'Hers'.

I'm a-hopin' that you'll want to 'cause i done bent a nail to ring.

And can't ya see us there years from today

pickin' fleas and ticks from each others hair gone grey

long with pig snorts we can start joinin' with the hounds and we'll sing...

...and we'll be singin' Ow-w-w-w-w-w-w! Oh honey be mine!

Ow-w-w-w-w-w-w! Now don't that sound fine!

Ow-w-w-w-w-w-w! Oh honey be mine!

Ow-w-w-w-w-w-w-w! Now don't that sound fine!