Big Rock Candy Mountain
Harry McClintock
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One Cevening as the sun went down and the jungle Gfire was Cburning
Down the Ctrack came a hobo hiking and he said, "Boys, GI'm not Cturning"
I'm Fheaded for a Cland that's Ffar Caway Fbesides the Ccrystal Gfountains
So Ccome with me, we'll go and see the GBig Rock Candy CMountains
In the CBig Rock Candy Mountains there's a Fland that's fair and Cbright,
where the Fhandouts grow on Cbushes and you Fsleep out every Gnight
Where the Cboxcars all are empty and the Fsun shines every Cday
on the Fbirds and the Cbees and the Fcigarette Ctrees, the Flemonade Csprings where the
Fbluebird Csings in the GBig Rock Candy CMountains
In the CBig Rock Candy Mountains all the Fcops have wooden Clegs,
and the Fbulldogs all have Crubber teeth and the Fhens lay soft-boiled Geggs
The Cfarmers' trees are full of fruit and the Fbarns are full of Chay
Oh, I'm Fbound to Cgo where there Fain't no Csnow, where the Frain don't Cfall,
the Fwind don't Cblow in the GBig Rock Candy CMountains
In the CBig Rock Candy Mountains you Fnever change your Csocks,
and the Flittle streams of Calcohol come a Ftrickling down the Grocks
The Cbrakemen have to tip their hats and the Frailroad bulls are Cblind
There's a Flake of Cstew and of Fwhiskey Ctoo, you can Fpaddle all Caround 'em in a
Fbig canCoe in the GBig Rock Candy CMountains
In the CBig Rock Candy Mountains the Fjails are made of Ctin,
and Fyou can walk right Cout again as Fsoon as you are Gin
There Cain't no short-handled shovels, no Faxes, saws or Cpicks
I'm a Fgonna Cstay where you Fsleep all Cday, where they
Fhung the CTurk that Finvented Cwork
in the GBig Rock Candy CMountains
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I'll Fsee you Call this Fcomin' Cfall in the GBig Rock Candy CMountains