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Big Rock Candy Mountain
Burl Ives
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One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning,
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides 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 all are empty,
And the sun shines every day,
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees,
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 farmers' 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,
The winds 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 trickling down the rocks.
The brakemen have to tip their hats,
And the railway bulls are blind,
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey, too,
You can paddle all around it
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 nor picks,
I'm bound 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.”

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