Big Rock Candy Mountain too, and you can paddle all around 'em in a big
(Harry McClintock) canoe, In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
(starts on 'D') In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, the jails are
made of tin, And you can walk right out again as
One evening as the sun went down and the jungle soon as you are in, There ain't no short-handed
fires were burning, down the track came a hobo shovels, no axes, saws, or picks. I'm going to
hiking, and he said "Boys, I'm not turning. I'm stay where you sleep all day, where they hung
heading for a land that's far away beside the the jerk that invented work, In the Big Rock
crystal fountains. So come with me, we'll go and Candy Mountains.
see the Big Rock Candy Mountains."
I'll see you all, this coming fall, In the Big
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, there's a land Rock Candy Mountains!
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, 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, The bulldogs all have rubber
teeth, and the hens lay soft-boiled eggs, Where
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 wind don't blow, In the Big Rock Candy
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, you never
change your socks, And little streams of alcohol
come a-trickling down the rocks, The brakemen
have to tip their hats, and the railroad bulls
are blind. There's a lake of stew, and whiskey