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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a land that's fair and bright 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 the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the

bluebird sings in The Big Rock Candy Mountain

 In The Big Rock Candy Mountain 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 there ain't no fall and the

winds don't blow in The Big Rock Candy Mountain

 In The Big Rock Candy Mountain you never change your socks and the

little streams of alcohol come a tricklin' down the rocks The

brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a

lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a

big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain

 In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and

you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There

ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm

gonna stay where you sleep all day where they

hung the jerk that invented work in The

Big Rock Candy Mountain .....

I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain

I just took what i thought was the best version and made it easier to read (for

me) JMM.....take off this comment itll fit on 1 page