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(G)One (C)evening
(G)as the (C)sun
went (G)down and the (C)jungle
(G)fire was (C)burning
Down the track came a (G)hobo (C)hiking
and he said boys, (G)"I'm not (C)turning",
I'm (F)headed for a (C)land
that's (F)far a(C)way,
be(Dmin)sides the (Dmin/C)crystal
(G)fountain.
So (F)come with (C)me,
we'll (F)go and (C)see
The (G)Big
Rock Candy (C)Mountains.
In The (C)Big
Rock (G)Candy (C)Mountains,
there's a (Amin)land that's fair and (C)bright
Where the (F)hand-out's grow on (C)bushes
and you (Dmin)sleep out (Dmin/C)every
(G)night.
Where the (C)boxcars all are empty and
the (F)sun shines every (C)day
On the (F)birds and the (C)bees
and the (F)cigarette (C)trees,
The (F)lemonade (C)springs
where the (F)bluebird (C)sings
In The (G)Big Rock Candy (C)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 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 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 lake of stew, and 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 shovels, no axes, saws or picks
I'm a-gonna stay where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk, who invented work,
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains.
I'll see you all
this coming fall,
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains.
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