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
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
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
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
And the little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the
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

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