Watermelon Slim, he come on down
Parked the Honeywagon in a two horse town
Loving all the girls he can find
Thanks to the charms of his superior mind
You could write a book about the things he’s did
Everybody’s looking for the Watermelon Kid

He’s been to war but he lives for peace
Just like Jason and the Golden Fleece
Playing slide guitar around the world
Cracking oysters and finding pearls
You could write a book about the things he’s did
Everybody’s looking for the Watermelon Kid

Now Slim can write a song to make you cry
Sure enough he spit in the Devil’s eye
Some say he got a second lease on life
But a bluesman’s world is full of strife
You could write a book about the things he’s did
Everybody’s looking for the Watermelon Kid