That Big Rock Candy Mountain

Lemonade springs, cinnamon tea
Where you wanna be where the living's free
Won't you come along with me to the big rock candy mountain

That's where I'd like to be
By the soda water fountain and beneath the gumdrop trees
It's a land of milk and honey
And there ain't no work to do
We'll sleep all day in the new warm hay
Train's a-leavin, I'm on my way
To the big rock candy mountain

That big rock candy mountain
Where the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the cops have wooden legs
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you never change your socks
I'd like to be where the living's free
Plenty of cider and cinnamon tea
On the big rock candy mountain

And if I get to Heaven, now just you wait and see
I'll tell Saint Peter at the golden gate, no fancy life for me
Just send me where there's freight trains and plenty of hobos, too
I'd like to go where there ain't no snow
where you don't need money and the winds don't blow
And the blue birds sing by the lemonade springs
And the people don't care if you comb your hair
Just can't wait 'til I get there
to the big rock candy mountain
That big rock candy mountain!