Big Rock Candy Mountain

Oh the buzzing of the bees at the cigarette trees
Near the soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain

On a summer day in the month of May
A burly bum came hiking
Down a shady lane through the sugar cane
He was looking for his liking

As he strolled along he sang a song
Of the land of milk and honey
Where a bum can stay for many a day
And he won't need any money

In the Big Rock Candy Mountain
The cops have wooden legs
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
I want to go where there ain't no snow
Where the sleet don't fall the winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains