Big Rock Candy Mountains

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One evening as the sun went down, 
and the jungle fires were
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burning, down the track came a ho-bo
 hiking. And he said "Boys I'm not
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turning. I'm headed for a land 
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that's far a-way be-side the crystal
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fountains. So come with me we'll go 
and see the Big Rock Candy 
Mountains."

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In the Big Rock Can-dy Moun-tains. 
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There's a land that's fair and 
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bright,
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Where the hand-outs grow on bushes
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 and you sleep out every night.
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Where the box-cars all are empty 
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and the sun shines every-day.
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On the birds and the bees,and the 
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cigarette trees, the lemonade 
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springs,
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where the blue bird sings in the 
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Big Rock Candy Mountains.

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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, 
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all the cops have wooden legs
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and the bull-dogs all have rubber 
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teeth and the hens lay soft-boiled
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eggs. The farmer's trees are full
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 of fruit and the barns are full of
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hay. Oh, I'm bound to go where 
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there ain't no snow, where the 
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rain don't fall,
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the wind  don't blow in the Big 
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Rock Candy Moun-tains.

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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. 
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You nev - er change your socks.
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and the lit-tle streams of 
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al-cohol come a trick-ling down the 
rocks.
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The brakemen have to tip their hats
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 and the rail-road bulls are blind.
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There's a lake of stew and of 
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whiskey too,  you can pad-dle all
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 round'em in a big canoe
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in the Big Rock Can-dy Moun-tains

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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, 
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the jails are  made of tin.
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And you can walk right  out 
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again, as soon as you are in.
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There ain't no short-handled 
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shovels. No axes, saws or picks
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I'm gonna stay where you sleep all
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 day, where they hung the jerk
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who invented work in the Big Rock
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 Can-dy Moun-tains


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I'll see you all this coming 
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fall, in the Big Rock Candy 
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Moun-tains.