My honey is my dear,
so I keep her right here,
am slow to let go of her,
but for her there's no peer.

When I need my honey,
she is always right there.
And I can count on her,
to cover me when threadbare.

She is so warm and generous,
I never have to beware.
She's there for my giving,
and for my every care.

If you haven't guessed by now,
I will give you a big clue,
my honey is my money,
thank you, and how do you do?