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E A The sun was hot and the dust rose up like smoke, B7 E So we hid beneath the elm tree and watched the watermelons float E E7 A A7 There in a big ol' tub of ice, and we'd split 'em open with a kitchen knife, E C#7 F# B E And everybody got a slice - it was a watermelon dream. E G# Ain't nothin' sweeter than a watermelon dream A E 'Cept sittin' on the front porch eatin' that peach ice cream. E C#7 When life is really sweeter than it seems, F# B7 That's what you've got to call a watermelon dream.
With sticky hands and and faces, we fought the yellow jackets to a draw,
Then we used the rind for second base and played a little hard ball.
I don't know how much we ate, but we all got the bellyache.
Everybody stayed up way too late - it was a watermelon dream.
Ain't nothin' sweeter than a watermelon dream
'Cept sittin' on the front porch eatin' that peach ice cream.
When life is really sweeter than it seems,
That's what you've got to call a watermelon dream.
Then a little after sundown, we'd be runnin' out of steam,
So we'd light a roman candle up and try to hold on to the dream.
Maybe slip out behind a car, take a little taste from a jar,
Then just lay back and count the stars - that's called a watermelon dream.
Ain't nothin' sweeter than a watermelon dream
'Cept sittin' on the front porch eatin' that peach ice cream.
When life is really sweeter than it seems,
That's what you've got to call a watermelon dream.
Oh, there ain't nothin' sweeter than a watermelon dream
'Cept sittin' on the front porch eatin' that peach ice cream.
When life is really sweeter than it seems,
That's what you've got to call a watermelon dream.
E G# A E E C#7 F# - B7 - E
(Words and music by Guy Clark, 1988)
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