The Big Rock Candy Mountain

One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning Down the track came an Holbo 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 box cars all are empty And the sun shines every day All the birds and bee and the cigerette trees The lemonade springs where the blue bird 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, the rain don't fall, 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'trickling down the rocks The breakmen have to tip their hats And the railroad bulls are blind There's a lack of stew, and of whiskey too, You can paddle all around them 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 shuvels No axes, saws or picks I'm a'gonna stay where you sleep all day, Where they hung the jerk that invented the work In the big rock candy mountains I'll see you all this coming fall, In the big rock candy mountains