Lyrics

[Verse]
In a little town just down the road,
Where the summer sun shines bright,
There's a stand by the old dirt path,
Selling melons in the morning light.

[Verse 2]
Melania stands with a smile so warm,
Her melons piled up high,
Sweet as the honey from a bee's home hive,
Underneath that big blue sky.

[Chorus]
Melania's melons, ripe and round,
Best in the county, so folks say,
Every juicy bite feels like a blessing,
On a hot and dusty day.

[Verse 3]
Farmer Joe tips his hat on by,
Says she's got the sweetest yield,
From the seeds she sowed with tender care,
In that rich and fertile field.

[Verse 4]
City folks come from miles around,
Just to get a taste so fine,
Melania's melons, oh so sweet,
Like the nectar of the vine.

[Chorus]
Melania's melons, ripe and round,
Best in the county, so folks say,
Every juicy bite feels like a blessing,
On a hot and dusty day.