From memory:

See that watermelon, shining through the fence.
Wish that watermelon it was mine.
The folks around here say that if I had a lick of sense,
I'd leave that watermelon on the vine.

CHORUS: Oh, hambone am sweet, chicken am good,
Rabbit am so very, very fine.
But give me, oh, give me, I really wish you would,
That watermelon hanging on the vine.

I went to get that melon, it was on a Saturday night.
The moon and stars had just begun to shine.
When I left that farmer's field, I left it in full flight.
But I never left that melon on the vine.

CHORUS: Oh, hambone am sweet, &c.

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 3-Aug-02.