Harry McClintock

Harry McClintock - In The Big Rock Candy Mountains songtekst

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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 fountains
 So come with me, we'll go and see
 The Big Rock Candy Mountains

 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 cigarette 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
 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 Mountains.

 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
 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 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 nor picks,
 I'm bound to stay
 Where you sleep all day,
 Where they hung the jerk
 That invented the 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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