Big Rock Candy Mountain
On a summer's day
In the month of May
A burly bum came hikin'
Down the shady lane
Through the sugarcane
He was lookin' for his likin'
As he strolled along
He sang a song
Called "The Land of Milk and Honey"
Where a bum can stay
For many a day
And he don't need any money
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
There's a lake of gin
We can both jump in
And the hand outs grow on bushes
In the new-mown hay
You can sleep all day
And the bars all serve free lunches
Where the meal train stops
And there ain't no cops
And the folks are tender-hearted
Where you never throw rocks
And you never wear socks
And your hair is never parted
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
A farmer and his son
They were on the run
Through a hayfield they were bounding
Said the bum to the son
"Why don't you come
To the Big Rock Candy Mountain"?
So the very next day
They hiked away
A mile post they kept countin'
But they never arrived
At the lemonade tide
And the Big Rock Candy Mountain
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
Big Rock Candy Mountain
In the month of May
A burly bum came hikin'
Down the shady lane
Through the sugarcane
He was lookin' for his likin'
As he strolled along
He sang a song
Called "The Land of Milk and Honey"
Where a bum can stay
For many a day
And he don't need any money
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
There's a lake of gin
We can both jump in
And the hand outs grow on bushes
In the new-mown hay
You can sleep all day
And the bars all serve free lunches
Where the meal train stops
And there ain't no cops
And the folks are tender-hearted
Where you never throw rocks
And you never wear socks
And your hair is never parted
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
A farmer and his son
They were on the run
Through a hayfield they were bounding
Said the bum to the son
"Why don't you come
To the Big Rock Candy Mountain"?
So the very next day
They hiked away
A mile post they kept countin'
But they never arrived
At the lemonade tide
And the Big Rock Candy Mountain
Oh, the buzzin' of the bees
In the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain
Where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
Big Rock Candy Mountain
Credits
Writer(s): David Fisher
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