Harry C. Browne — NIGGER LOVE A WATERMELON HA HA HA

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

all Harry C. Browne songs all songs from 1916