From Maine to California,
I learned to live the blues,
Yeah, when I was just a young man,
I learned to sing the blues
When I holed up in Memphis,
Lord I, I learned to write 'em too,
Yeah the whiteman watermelon,
Sellin' all the time,
Yeah, the whiteman watermelon,
Sellin' all the time,
Make my living writing,
Watermelon rhymes
Yeah the poor ol' southern white trash,
Boy, they sure can sing the blues,
Yeah the great American public (hey lawdy),
They sure can pick and choose,
The Allman Brothers Band could rock ya,
plum out of your shoes,
Yeah I sold some songs in Macon,
Hey, sold some in L.A. too,
Yeah I sold some songs in Nashville,
Sold some in Austin too,
Unless I miss my guess folks,
I'ma selling some to you,
Yea the whiteman watermelon,
Lord, God sellin' all the time,
Yeah the whiteman watermelon,
Sellin' all the time,
I make my living writing,
(whoo) watermelon rhymes
(yo-da-lay-hee, yo-da-lay-hee, yo-da-lay-hee)
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Lyrics submitted by Stephen.