the sun was hot and the dust rose up like smoke so we hid beneath the elm tree and watched the watermelons float there in a big ol tub of ice and we d split em open with a kitchen knife and everybody got a slice it was a watermelon dream ain t nothing sweeter than a watermelon dream except 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 with sticky hands and faces we fought the yellowjackets to a draw then we used the rind for second base and played a little hardball i don t know how much we ate but we all got the bellyache and everybody stayed up way too late it was a watermelon dream ain t nothing sweeter than a watermelon dream except 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 yeah then a little after sundown we d be running 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 and then just lay back and count the stars that s called a watermelon dream  ain t nothing sweeter than a watermelon dream except 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 and there ain t nothing sweeter than a watermelon dream except 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