American Old Time Song Lyrics: 12 Dat Watermillion Growin On De Vine
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 12
Dat Watermillion Growin' on de Vine.
Oh, see dat watermillion
A smilin' fro' de fence,
How I wish dat watermillion it was mine;
Oh, de white folks mus' be foolish,
Dey need a heap ob sense,
Or dey'd nebber leave it dar upon de vine.
Chorus.
Oh, de ham-bone am sweet,
An' de bacon am good,
An' de possum fat am berry, berry fine;
But gib me, yes, gib me,
Oh, how I wish you would,
Dat watermillion growin' on de vine.
You may talk about de peaches,
de apples and de pears,
An' de 'simmons hangin' on de 'simmon tree;
But, bless my heart, my honey,
Dat truck it ain't nowheres.
Oh, de watermillion am de fruit for me.-Chorus
When de dew-drops dey is fallin',
Dat million's gwine to cool,
An' I know den it will eat most awful flue;
So I'se gwine to come an' fetch it,
Or else I is a fool,
If I leaves it dar a smilin' on de vine.- Chorus.