Wm. Pollock's Pianobook

Big Rock Candy Mountains


One [C]evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning,
Down the track came a hobo hikin',
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning.
I'm [F]headed for a [C]land that's [F]far a[C]way,
Be[F]side the crystal [G7]fountains,
So [C]come with me, we'll go and see,
The Big Rock [G7]Candy [C]Mountains."

Verse 1:

"[C]In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a [F]land that's fair and [C]bright,
Where the [F]handouts grow on [C]bushes,
And you [F]sleep out every [G7]night,
Where the [C]boxcars all are empty,
And the [F]sun shines every [C]day,
On the [F]birds and the [C]bees
And the [F]cigarette [C]trees,
The [F]lemonade [C]springs
Where the [F]bluebird [C]sings,
In the [G7]Big Rock Candy [C]Mountains."

Verse 2:

"[C]In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the [F]cops have wooden [C]legs,
And the [F]bulldogs all have [C]rubber teeth,
And the [F]hens lay soft boiled [G7]eggs.
The [C]farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the [F]barns are full of [C]hay.
Oh, I'm [F]bound to [C]go
Where there [F]ain't no [C]snow,
Where the [F]rain don't [C]fall
And the [F]wind don't [C]blow,
In the [G7]Big Rock Candy [C]Mountains."

Verse 3:

"[C]In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You [F]never change your [C]socks,
And the [F]little streams of [C]alcohol
Come a-[F]tricklin' down the [G7]rocks,
The [C]brakemen have to tip their hats
And the [F]railroad bulls are [C]blind.
There's a [F]lake of [C]stew,
And of [F]whiskey [C]too,
You can [F]paddle all a[C]round 'em
In a [F]big ca[C]noe,
In the [G7]Big Rock Candy [C]Mountains."

Verse 4:

"[C]In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The [F]jails are made of [C]tin,
And [F]you can walk right [C]out again,
As [F]soon as you are [G7]in.
There [C]ain't no short-handled shovels,
No [F]axes, saws, or [C]picks,
I'm a-[F]going to [C]stay,
Where you [F]sleep all [C]day,
Where they [F]hung the [C]jerk,
Who in[F]vented [C]work,
I'll [F]see you [C]all
This [F]coming [C]fall,
In the [G7]Big Rock Candy [C]Mountains."