Big Rock Candy Mountain Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

The intro goes something like this:

 One evenCing as the sun went down

 And the jFungle fires were bCurning,

 Down the tCrack came a hobo hiking,

 And he sFaid, "Boys, I'm not tuCrning

 I'm heFaded for a lCand that's fFar awCay

 BeCsides the crystal fGountains

 So coCme with me, we'll go and see

 The BFig Rock Candy MoCuntains

 In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains,

 There's a lFand that's fair and bCright,

 Where the haFndouts grow on bCushes

 And you sleep out every niGght.

 Where the boCxcars all are empty

 And the sFun shines every dCay

 And the bFirds and the bCees

 And the ciFgarette treCes

 The lFemonade sprCings

 Where the blFuebird siCngs

 In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains.

 In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains

 All the cFops have wooden lCegs

 And the bFulldogs all have ruCbber teeth

 And the hens lay soft-boiled eGggs

 The faCrmers' trees are full of fruit

 And the baFrns are full of hCay

 Oh I'm bFound to Cgo

 Where there aFin't no sCnow

 Where the raFin don't fCall

 The wFinds don't bClow

 In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains.

 In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains

 You neFver change your soCcks

 And the lFittle streams of alCcohol

 Come trickling down the roGcks

 The brCakemen have to tip their hats

 And the raFilway bulls are blCind

 There's a lFake of sCtew

 And of whFiskey tCoo

 You can pFaddle all aCround it

 In a bFig caCnoe

 In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains

 In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains,

 The jFails are made of tCin.

 And yFou can walk right oCut again,

 As soon as you are Gin.

 There aCin't no short-handled shovels,

 No aFxes, saws nor piCcks,

 I'm bFound to sCtay

 Where you sFleep all dCay,

 Where they hFung the jCerk

 That inFvented wCork

 In the BGig Rock Candy MouCntains.

*same chords for whistling*

 I'll sFee you aCll this coFming fCall

 In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains