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( Fred Hellerman - Fran Minkoff)

The honey wind blows
And the warm days dwindle
The butterfly spins a silk cacoon
On a silvery spindle.

The petals fall
From the last red rose
The last red rose
When the honey wind blows.

The petals fall
And the summer goes
The summer goes
When the honey wind blows.

--- Instrumental ---

The honey wind blows
And the days grow colder
Somehow the world and I have grown
Just a little bit older.

I sit alone
Where the fire glows
The fire glows
And the honey wind blows.

I sit alone
And the good Lord, knows
I miss you so
When the honey wind blows...
( Fred Hellerman - Fran Minkoff)      The honey wind blows   And the warm days dwindle   The butterfly spins a silk cacoon   On a silvery spindle.      The petals fall   From the last red rose   The last red rose   When the honey wind blows.      The petals fall   And the summer goes   The summer goes   When the honey wind blows.      --- Instrumental ---      The honey wind blows   And the days grow colder   Somehow the world and I have grown   Just a little bit older.      I sit alone   Where the fire glows   The fire glows   And the honey wind blows.      I sit alone   And the good Lord, knows   I miss you so   When the honey wind blows...