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One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning
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Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said, "Boys I'm not turning" I'm 
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headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountain So 
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come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountain
 
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In  the Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a land that's fair and bright the 
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handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night Where the
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boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day On the
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birds and the bees the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the 
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bluebird sings in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
 
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In The Big Rock Candy Mountain all the cops have wooden legs and the 
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bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs The 
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farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay Oh I'm 
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bound to go where there ain't no snow where there ain't no fall and the
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winds don't blow in The Big Rock Candy Mountain 
 
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In The Big Rock Candy Mountain you never change your socks and the
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little streams of alcohol come a tricklin' down the rocks The
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brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a
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lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a 
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big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain 
 
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In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and 
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you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There 
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ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm 
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gonna stay where you sleep all day where they
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hung the jerk that invented work in The 
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Big Rock Candy Mountain .....

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I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain