Big Rock Candy Mountain

You scratched my hog, neighbor

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 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 mountain"

In the big rock candy mountain

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

On the birds and the bees

And the cigarette trees

The lemonade springs

Where the bluebird sings

In the big rock candy mountain

In the big rock candy mountain

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 mountain

In the big rock candy mountain

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 mountain

(That's funny)

(I didn't think that was very funny)

(Now, I think it's very, very funny)

I'll see all this coming fall

In the big rock candy mountain