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" I'm
headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountain 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 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 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
farmer's 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 there ain't no fall and 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 a tricklin' down the rocks The
brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a
lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a
big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and
you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There
ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm
gonna stay where you sleep all day where they
hung the jerk that invented work in The
Big Rock Candy Mountain
I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain