The winds may blow,
o 'er the stormy sea,
And I'll take with me
the warmth of thee,
A taste of honey, honey, honey,
a taste sweeter than
wine.
I'll leave behind my
heart to wear,
And then, hey there,
I'll remind you of
A taste of honey, honey, honey
A taste sweeter than wine
I will return, oh well, I will return
I'll come back for the honey
an d you
He ne 'er came back
to his love so fair,
and so she died,
dreaming of his kiss.
His kiss was honey, honey, honey,
a taste sweeter than wine.
I am gonna return someday, yeah, I'm gonna return,
return for the honey and you
Do -do -do, a -do -do -do,
a -do -do -do, a -do -do -do
A leaf, a beehive, a heart, a heart to wear
And if fate, it e 'er, a -re mind you of
A taste of honey, honey, honey
You'll miss that kiss so fine, oh mine
A taste much sweeter than wine!