Ev’rybody Calls Me Honey

[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]

A popular song from 1919
Words by Joe Lyons
Music by Charley Straight

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The sheet music:

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Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:

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 Lyrics

1. Met a little pickaninny,
   Wand’ring down the street one day,
   Looking so forlorn and lonely,
   Seemed that he had lost his way.
   Someone asked him what is name was,
   This little tot with kinky head,
   Looking up with his big brown eyes,
   This is what he said:

Chorus
Ev’rybody calls me honey,
Don’t know why they do,
Maybe it’s because my Mammy calls me honey too;
Ain’t been around any honey bees,
‘Fraid that they might sting me,
Still ev’rybody calls me honey,
You can call me honey too.

2. When a little bot o’ fellow
   Folks said he was like a rose,
   Wondered what they ought to call him,
   even Mammy didn’t know;
   From his eyes the sun beams peepin’
   Told of a disposition sweet;
   That’s the reason he’ll tell you this,
   Should you ever meet

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