Posted on 04/22/2016 3:23:24 PM PDT by mdittmar
Here’s another take on the song - warning, vulgar language...
http://www.popthomology.com/2011/12/deconstructing-bobby-goldsboros-honey.html
guess they don’t like the song.
I find “Honey” to be an excessively dark and violent tale of drug abuse and crime. The tree in question is probably marijuana or coca. The laughter, the crying and the auto accident were probably the result of the psychotropic effects of the narcotics. Eventually, Honey was killed in a fight with a motorcycle gang.
You can say that again! They need to lighten up - it’s just a song!
Just wow. I've no idea how you get that out of that song.
Honey was depressed; the song describes classic signs of depression and suicidal thought that we're taught in suicide prevention classes.
One of the best songs ever......Every time I hear it I think of my mom who died young, my brother who died extremely young and my sister also.........
Another song that jars me back to reality and a remembrance of my deceased brother is Bette Midler’s WIND BENEATH MY WINGS............It’s hard to listen to.
This is one of those songs that is so easily severely down graded when messing with the original formula. The original version is so much better.
“I find “Honey” to be an excessively dark and violent tale of drug abuse and crime. The tree in question is probably marijuana or coca. The laughter, the crying and the auto accident were probably the result of the psychotropic effects of the narcotics. Eventually, Honey was killed in a fight with a motorcycle gang.”
That just has to be satire. Because no on in there right mind could believe that.
I always assumed that Honey died of cancer or some health issue that she found out about before she died. The entire song makes sense at that point.
I don’t think Honey died,she left.
I take it simply to be a sudden unexpected death. It can happen in youth as well as middle or old age. Had not my dad been with my first wife as he was walking to his vehicle for a ride I would have came home to such a scene. A massive heart attack at 23. Bobby Russell {The night that the lights went out in Georgia} & {Little Green Apples} actually wrote the song. It just seems to be a man recollecting his memories over death of his wife. Been there X2 so the song makes sense to me in that respect.
Oh my gosh, what a lot of tragedy you have gone through!
There is nothing anyone can say to that, but you do have my sympathy and prayers.
I take it that Honey was suffering from depression, since the singer would come home and find her crying for no reason at all. However, another poster thought Honey might have had cancer, which could also have resulted in crying when alone and an early death.
In any case, several years ago, I had just moved into a new house and I was busy cleaning it while waiting for my husband and son to fix up our old house on the other side of the country and sell it. I was playing XM radio while I scrubbed. That song Honey came on, and, between the content of the song and the distance from hubby and son, I nearly collapsed on the floor in an inconsolable heap. I’ve never felt that sad before when I haven’t just had someone close to me die.
Possible it meant that I reckon. First wife didn’t have depression but could cry sometimes for no reason or had been crying while I was gone. My second wife was treated for clinical depression for years and PTSD. She died of COPD complications and could go into a depression where she cried sometime. Second time I was home when the angels came.
“One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone, the angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey
And I wake up nights and call her name”
Then how do you explain “the Angels came”. That has clearly always meant that someone has died.
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