Lyrics The Big Rock Candy Mountain - Steve Goodman
One
evening
as
the
sun
went
down
and
the
jungle
fires
were
burnin′
Down
a
track
came
a
hobo
hikin'
He
said
boys
I′m
not
turnin'
I'm
headed
for
the
land
that′s
far
away
beside
the
crystal
fountain
And
I′ll
see
you
all
this
coming
fall
in
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
There's
a
land
that′s
fair
and
bright
The
hand-outs
grow
on
bushes
And
you
sleep
out
every
night
The
boxcars
all
are
empty
And
the
sun
shines
every
day
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
Oh,
the
buzzin'
of
the
bees
in
the
cigarette
trees
By
the
soda
water
fountain
Where
the
lemonade
springs
and
the
bluebird
sings
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
you
never
wash
your
socks
And
little
streams
of
alcohol
come
tricklin'
down
the
rocks
The
boxcars
all
are
empty
The
sun
shines
every
day
There′s
a
lake
of
stew
and
ginger
ale
too
And
you
can
paddle
all
around
it
in
a
big
canoe
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
Oh,
the
buzzin′
of
the
bees
in
the
cigarette
trees
By
the
soda
water
fountain
Where
the
lemonade
springs
and
the
bluebird
sings
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
the
cops
have
wooden
legs
The
bulldogs
all
have
rubber
teeth
And
the
hens
lay
soft-boiled
eggs
There's
no
short
handled
shovels
No
axes,
saws,
or
picks
Well
I′m
bound
to
stay
where
you
sleep
all
day
Where
they
hung
the
jerk
who
invented
work
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
Oh,
the
buzzin'
of
the
bees
in
the
cigarette
trees
By
the
soda
water
fountain
Where
the
lemonade
springs
and
the
bluebird
sings
In
the
big
rock
candy
mountains
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