NIGGER LOVE A WATERMELON HA HA HA by Harry C. Browne Lyrics
Singer: "Hold up Jackson! Time to cut a watermelon. You niggers quit throwin’ them bones and come down and get your ice cream!”
Black men: “Ice Cream?"
Singer: "Yes. Ice cream! Colored man's ice cream. Watermelon!"
(Singing begins)
Well I went down to coonville the other afternoon
There I saw a yella girl her name was Susie Loon
She was sitting on a rail with the fields to her back
Eating watermelon to make the nigga fat
She says I'm Susie dear would you give your heart to me
I can keep a hundred boys busy don't you see
The juice from the watermelon trickled down her chin
I said if ya give me a hundred I will tell ya like this
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Well the watermelon grows on a big green vine
And when the nigga sees them he takes them by the five
He knows which ones are ripe with a great big whack
They go BUM BUM when you hit them on the back
The best way to get them is to steal them if you can
If you don't want to steal them you get a colored man
Take him to your house and you give him to your wife
Then you mark him on the back with the nick of a knife
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Well the nigga loves a possum and the nigga loves gin
The nigga loves a yella girl the nigga loves sin
The nigga loves to dance when it hears the banjo ring
But it goes for the watermelon very first thing
The coon was made for the melon that grows
The watermelon was made for the colored man too
Put them on on the alter and you all will agree
The nigga was made for the watermelon and melon for he
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Hit the banjo and we will have another tune
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Black men: “Ice Cream?"
Singer: "Yes. Ice cream! Colored man's ice cream. Watermelon!"
(Singing begins)
Well I went down to coonville the other afternoon
There I saw a yella girl her name was Susie Loon
She was sitting on a rail with the fields to her back
Eating watermelon to make the nigga fat
She says I'm Susie dear would you give your heart to me
I can keep a hundred boys busy don't you see
The juice from the watermelon trickled down her chin
I said if ya give me a hundred I will tell ya like this
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Well the watermelon grows on a big green vine
And when the nigga sees them he takes them by the five
He knows which ones are ripe with a great big whack
They go BUM BUM when you hit them on the back
The best way to get them is to steal them if you can
If you don't want to steal them you get a colored man
Take him to your house and you give him to your wife
Then you mark him on the back with the nick of a knife
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
For here, they're made with a half a pound of co'l
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon
Well the nigga loves a possum and the nigga loves gin
The nigga loves a yella girl the nigga loves sin
The nigga loves to dance when it hears the banjo ring
But it goes for the watermelon very first thing
The coon was made for the melon that grows
The watermelon was made for the colored man too
Put them on on the alter and you all will agree
The nigga was made for the watermelon and melon for he
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Nigga love a watermelon ha, ha, ha, ha!
Hit the banjo and we will have another tune
There’s nothing like a watermelon for a hungry coon