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Big rock candy mountain

Song composer: Harry McLintock

Lyrics author: Harry McLintock

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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

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I'm	headed for a land that's far away

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Besides the crystal	fountains

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So	come with me, we'll go and see

The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,

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There's a	land that's fair and	bright,

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Where the	handouts grow on	bushes

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And you	sleep out every	night.

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Where the	boxcars all are empty

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And the	sun shines every	day

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And the	birds and the	bees

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And the	cigarette	trees

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The	lemonade	springs

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Where the	bluebird	sings

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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.

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