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evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo
hiking,
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
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hobo homeless traveler
Besides beside
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Rock Candy
(not slang)a
kind of candy made of crystallized sugar
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In
the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow
on bushes
And you sleep out every
night.
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
In the Big
Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' 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 the rain don't fall
The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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handouts free things, especially
food or money
out outside
boxcars cars of a train - the ordinary
transportation of hoboes
Ay
ade springsgs
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Inns
cops police officers
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An
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
the barns (not slang) where
hoboes often slept
I'm bound to go
I'm sure to go
there ain't no there isn't any
don't doesn't
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In
the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big
Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain't no
short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws nor picks,
I'm bound to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
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Y
And the little streams of alcohol
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brakemen (not slang) railway
employees who operate the train brakes and assemble the boxcars in the
railway yard tip their hats a gesture of respect
railway bulls railway police
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tains,
tin (not slang) a soft metal
again,
A
There ain't no there aren't any
Where you sleep all day,
jerk the annoying person
That invented work |
