文本歌词

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning
Down the track came a hobo hikin
And he said boys I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Beside that crystal fountains
I'll see you all this comin' fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Oh the buzzin of the bees
In the cigarette trees
By the soda water fountains
By the lemonade springs
Where the blue bird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Yeah
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
It's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
The boxcars are all empty
And the sun shines every day
I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the sleet don't fall
And the wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Oh the buzzin of the bees
In the cigarette trees
By the soda water fountains
By the lemonade springs
Where the blue bird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
The little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
Oh the shacks all have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of ginger ale too
You can paddle all around 'em
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Oh the buzzin of the bees
In the cigarette trees
By the soda water fountains
By the lemonade springs
Where the blue bird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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 handeled shovels
No axes saws or 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
Oh the buzzin of the bees
In the cigarette trees
By the soda water fountains
By the lemonade springs
Where the blue bird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains