Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
Bobby Goldsboro
A sad (actually a tearjerker) that was a top charting (5 weeks!) hit in 1968.
Many people remember the symbolism in the fact that it climbed to #1 the week after the assassination of Reverend Martin Luther King.
The song has the dubious distinction of having been ranked as one of “the worst songs...
See the tree, how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
It wasn't big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
Then the first snow came
And she ran out to brush the snow away
So it wouldn't die
Came runnin' in all excited
Slipped and almost hurt herself
And I laughed till I cried
She was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so
And I surprised her with a puppy
Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her
When I came in from workin' late
Cause I would know
That she'd been sittin' there and cryin'
Over some sad and silly late, late show
And honey, I miss you
And I'm bein' good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could
She wrecked the car and she was sad
And so afraid that I'd be mad
But what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be
Guess you could say she saw through me
And hugged my neck
I came home unexpectedly
And caught her cryin' needlessly
In the middle of the day
And it was in the early Spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
She went away
And honey, I miss you
And I'm bein' good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone
The angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey
And I wake up nights and call her name
Now my life's an empty stage
Where Honey lived and Honey played
And love grew up
And a small cloud passes overhead
And cries down on the flower bed
That Honey loved
And see the tree how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
It wasn't big
And I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
Honey was written by Bobby Russell.
Honey was produced by Bob Montgomery.
Bobby Goldsboro released Honey on Sat Feb 17 1968.