honey do

fogerty, john

honey do this

honey do that

work all day in the honey do patch

woman oh woman

what's a-wrong with you

i can't get away from the honey do

well way back in history

about a half million years

back in the cradle of civilized fear

saturday morning the cave man's wife

first spoke the words to make a grown man cry

well the weekend's here

and it's time to relax

kick up my feet in the shade out back

but i must-a been thinking

about some other guy

'cause here comes the warden

with a look in her eye

well i dreamed i died

and went up to heaven

no more weedin'

mashin' and shovelin'

i'm standing in line at the old pearly gates

up steps the woman

and hands me a rake

what's that?

yes dear

alright honey