text: I dig a deep hole, bees buzzing all around
  But I know you’ll be happy
  That I’m pouring concrete in the ground
  Hoist up posts and beams erratically
  Garden plot’s beautiful, Painter gets at it
  But I guess I should have checked with you somehow
  Thought I could get you to come to Yarmouth Road
  Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
  All I ever wanted you to do was to come on home
  Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
  I filled up the shelves with funny books to laugh to
  Lazy susan has some of the mocha rings that you love
  Registered our names so they’ll know where to bring us our mail
  Couldn’t find flat wax for all the mahogany
  Didn’t we see some walking through a trade show
  Does any of this even start to ring a bell
  Thought I could get you to come to Yarmouth Road
  Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
  All I ever wanted you to do was to come on home
  Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
  When we need to roam
  Blind faith stings hastily
  My faith brings me, right to the flower shop
  I’d like that bouquet please
  Wrap some of those extra green things around the stems
  A little card to write on if you have them
  Candles are lit all the red napkins folded
  Pecan pie wafting fumes from the oven
  Turned off all the ringers on the phones
  Look out the window see headlights passing by
  Maybe I don’t see you and I don’t really know why
  Don’t make me feel like a guest in our own home