:03:00
# In the big rock candy mountains
:03:02
# All the cops have wooden legs
:03:05
# And the bulldogs
all have rubber teeth
:03:07
# And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
:03:10
# The farmers' trees
are full of fruit
:03:12
# And the barns are full of hay
:03:14
# Oh, I'm bound to go
where there ain't no snow
:03:17
# Where the rain don't fall,
the wind don't blow
:03:19
# In the big rock candy mountains
:03:22
# In the big rock candy mountains
:03:25
# You never change your socks
:03:27
# And the little streams of alcohol
:03:29
# Come a-trickling down the rocks
:03:31
# The brakemen have to tip their hats
:03:34
# And the railroad bulls are blind
:03:36
# There's a lake of stew
and of whiskey, too
:03:38
# You can paddle all around 'em
in a big canoe
:03:41
# In the big rock
candy mountains... #
:03:45
(Dogs barking)
:03:46
# The jails are made of tin
:03:48
# And you can walk right out again
:03:51
# As soon as you are in
:03:53
# There ain't no
short-handle shovels
:03:55
# No axes, saws or picks
:03:57
# I'm a-goin' to stay
where you sleep all day
:04:00
# Where they hung the jerk
that invented work
:04:02
# In the big rock candy mountains
:04:11
# I'll see you all this comin' fall
:04:13
# In the big rock candy mountains #
:04:17
(Train horn blows)
:04:50
Say,
:04:51
any of you boys smithies?
:04:55
Or if not smithies,
trained in the metallurgic arts,
:04:59
before circumstances forced you
into a life of wanderin'?