One 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

I'll see you all this coming for

The Big Rock Candy Mountains

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees

The soda water fountains where the lemonade spring

And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

There's a land that's fair and bright

The handouts grow on bushes

And you sleep out every night

The boxcars all are empty

And the sun shines every day

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

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees

The soda water fountains where the lemonade spring

And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

You never change your socks

Little streams of alcohol

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

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees

The soda water fountains where the lemonade spring

And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

The jails are made of tin

You can slip right out again

As soon as they put you 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 Mountain

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees

The soda water fountains where the lemonade spring

And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain