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BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN Harry McClintock One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said boys I'm not turning I'm headin for a land that's far away beside the crystal fountains So come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs The farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. In the Big Rock Candy Mountains you never change your socks And the little streams of alcohol come a-tricklin' down the rocks The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There ain't no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks I'm a goin to stay where you sleep all day Where they hung the jerk that invented work In the Big Rock Candy Mountains I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountains *************************************************************** BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN (Traditional) Burl Ives Also recorded by: Tom Chapin, Dick Curless, Red Grammer. Oh, the buzzin’ of the bees and the cigarette trees The soda water fountain Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings In that Big Rock Candy Mountain. On a summer’s day, in the month of May A billy-bum come hikin’ Down a shady lane near the sugar cane He was lookin’ for his liklin’ As he strolled along he sung a song Of the land of milk and honey Where a bum can stay for many a day And he won’t need any money. Oh, the buzzin’ of the bees and the cigarette trees The soda water fountain Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings In that Big Rock Candy Mountain. In the Big Rock Candy Mountain The cops have wooden legs The bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers’ trees are full of fruit The barns are full of hay I want to go where there ain’t no snow Where the sleet don’t fall and the wind don’t blow In that Big Rock Candy Mountain. Oh, the buzzin’ of the bees and the cigarette trees The soda water fountain Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings In that Big Rock Candy Mountain. Oh, the buzzin’ of the bees and the cigarette trees The soda water fountain Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings In the Big Rock Candy Mountain. (Contributed by Bill Huntley - October 2007)

    


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