Come on sister, Open it up
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
There is a poor man on the wall
But don't think about it
'Cause your sister's gonna make my honey bread
He'll not think about your sins
'cause you said my name
Fine, fine, fine bread
Serve it sister, Serve this tasty bread
Two Sisters laying in one bed
One to the other and what she says
There is a white tree in the red of my yard
And it whispers in my ear
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Now I'm your delivery man, of your novitiate
Knock at the back door of your soul
Don't be greedy, I've enough knowledge
For everyone
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread
Honey bread, Honey bread
Sister's gonna make some honey bread
Honey bread