Every honey bee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I don't blame them
Goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
When you're passin' by,
Flowers droop and sigh
I know the reason why
You're much sweeter
Goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
Well, don't buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup
You're my sugar
And it's oh so sweet when you stir it up
When I'm takin' sips
From your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection
Goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
Well, don't buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup
You're my sugar
And it's oh so sweet when you stir it up
When I'm takin' sips
From your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection
Goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
Honeysuckle Rose, the Old English Sheepdog
Honeysuckle and baby Dove
Honeysuckle the cat
CH. Honeysuckle Rose the Irish setter champion
Miski the Westie as Honeysuckle Rose!
and Honeysuckle the cow
Ooops, wait...and a champion Longhorn, TR Honeysuckle Rose!
(I think I need to get out of the lake for a few days....)
While my northern friends are basking in lilacs and peonies, which I love and sorely miss, we here in the South are enjoying honeysuckle and honeysuckle rose. I'm so surprised to see both blooming in great profusion at the lake. I must say honeysuckle and pines are a rare combination, at least for this city girl!
my neighbor's honeysuckle on the fence