BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN

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 all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees
And the peppermint 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
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
All the farmers' trees are full of fruit
All the barns are full of hay
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 socks
And little streams of lemonade
Come a-trickling down the rocks
All the hoboes there are friendly
And their fires all burn bright
There's a lake of stew
And soda, too
You can paddle all around them
In a big canoe

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the peppermint trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains