Text: Dean Martin. Honey.

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
It wouldn't die

Came running in all excited
Slipped and almost hurt herself
I laughed till I cried

She was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart
I loved her so

I surprised her with a puppy
Kept me up all Christmas Eve
Two years ago

It would sure embarrass her
When I came home from working late
'Cause I would know

That she'd been sitting there and crying
Over some sad and silly
Late, late show

And Honey, I miss you
I'm being good
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 found her crying needlessly
In the middle of the day

It was in the early spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
She went away

And Honey, I miss you
And I'm being good
I'd love to be with you
If only I could

Yes, one day while I wasn't home
When 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

A small cloud passes overhead
And cries down in the flower bed
That Honey loved

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