Here's my transcription from YouTube:


THE BEES AND THE BIRDS
As sung by Yogi Yorgesson (Harry Stewart)

1. I got a suggestion from Hulda my wife
That I tell our small boy the bare facts of life.
So one day I called him in back of the barn
And I start to begin that most difficult yarn.
I stammer and sputter to find the right words,
As I tell him what goes with the bees and the birds.

CHORUS: "Tweet, tweet" sing the birdies. Bees buzz in the lane,
But the facts of their love life is hard to explain.

2. "Now, Ole, you've got a cute girlfriend," I said.
"Pretend she's a bird with a bright yellow head.
This girl bird, she chirps at the bird she likes best,
And the first thing you know there is eggs in a nest."
Then Ole says, "Pop, just between us two men,
I am sure that my girl can't hatch eggs like a hen."

3. I tried to describe the lovemaking of bees.
I sound like a jerk and I'm weak in the knees.
Then I said, "Now, Ole, let me make this clear:
Don't start this here kissing and smooching, you hear?"
Then Ole says, "Pop, you old son-of-a-gun,
How can smooching be bad when it's so darn much fun?"

CHORUS: "Tweet, tweet" sing the birdies. Bees buzz in the lane,
But the facts of their love life is hard to explain.

4. Then I told my boy about pollen and trees,
How love amongst blossoms depends on the bees.
Then Ole says, "Don't discuss rooster and hen
Till I tell you all about women and men."
Then I learned a lot and heard many big words,
'Cause he knew more than me 'bout the bees and the birds.

5. In school my kid learned stuff of this very sort.
He's read some darn book called The Kinsey Report.
Now, all that I read during my boyhood years
Was the catalog put out by Roebuck and Sears,
And I was quite shocked just to think they would dare
To show beautiful ladies in long underwear.

CHORUS: "Tweet, tweet" sing the birdies. Bees buzz in the lane,
And whatever I don't know, my kid will explain.