Being a bit of Burl Ives and a bit of Harry McClintock and a bit other stuff, sometimes, depending..
One fine day In the month of May A burly bum came hiking Down a shady lane, through the sugar cane He was looking for his liking As he strolled along he sang a song Of the land of milk and honey Where a bum can stay for many a day And he won't need any money C F C Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the flowers and the trees, the soda water fountain G C F Gbass C where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, the cops have wooden legs The bulldogs all have rubber teeth, and the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers' trees are full of fruit, the barns are full of hay I want to go where there ain't no snow Where the sleet don't fall and the wind don't blow In that Big Rock Candy Mountain Chorus In the Big Rock Candy Mountain, uou never change your socks And little streams of alkyhol, come trickling down the rocks O the shacks all have to tip their hats, and the railway bulls are blind There's a lake of stew And ginger ale too And you can paddle All around it in a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountain Chorus: |
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