Big Rock Candy Mountains

[Verse 1]
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 One evening as the sun went down
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 And the jungle fires were burning,
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 Down the track came a hobo hiking,
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 And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
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 I'm headed for a land that's far away
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 Besides the crystal fountains
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 So come with me, we'll go and see
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 The Big Rock Candy Mountains
 
 [Verse 2]
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
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 There's a land that's fair and bright,
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 Where the handouts grow on bushes
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 And you sleep out every night.
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 Where the boxcars all are empty
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 And the sun shines every day
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 And the birds and the bees
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 And the cigarette trees
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 The lemonade springs
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 Where the bluebird sings
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
 
 [Verse 3]
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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 All the cops have wooden legs
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 And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
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 And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
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 The farmers' trees are full of fruit
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 And the barns are full of hay 
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 Oh I'm bound to go
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 Where there ain't no snow
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 Where the rain don't fall
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 The winds don't blow
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
 
 [Verse 4]
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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 You never change your socks
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 And the little streams of alcohol
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 Come trickling down the rocks
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 The brakemen have to tip their hats 
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 And the railway bulls are blind
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 There's a lake of stew
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 And of whiskey too
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 You can paddle all around it
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 In a big canoe
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
 
 [Verse 5]
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
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 The jails are made of tin.
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 And you can walk right out again,
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 As soon as you are in.
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 There ain't no short-handled shovels,
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 No axes, saws nor picks,
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 I'm bound to stay
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 Where you sleep all day,
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 Where they hung the jerk
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 That invented work
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
 
 [Outro]
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 I'll see you all this coming fall
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 In the Big Rock Candy Mountains