Big Rock Candy Mountains chords

[INTRO]
[D]On a summer's day in the month of May, a [A7]burly little bum come a-[D]hiking,
Travelling down that lonesome road a-[A7]looking for his [D]liking.
He was [A7]headed for a land that was [D]far away, be[A7]side them crystal [D]fountains
'I'll see you all this coming fall in the [A7]Big Rock Candy [D]Mountains.'

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains you [G]never change your [D]socks,
G [D] (G) [A7] <--the (G) here is optional
And little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the rocks.
The [D]box cars all are empty and the [G]railroad bulls are [D]blind,
There's a [G]lake of st[D]ew and [G]whisky, [D]too,
You can [G]paddle all ar[D]ound them in a [G]big ca[D]noe
In the [A7]Big Rock Candy [D]Mountains.

[CHORUS]
[A7]O the buz[D]zing of the bees in the cigarette trees
Round the [G]soda-water [D]fountains,
Where the [A7]lemonade springs and the blue[D]bird sings
In the [A7]Big Rock Candy [D]Mountains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, there's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the hand-outs grow on bushes and you sleep out every night,
Where the box cars all are empty, and the sun shines every day,
O I'm bound to go, where there ain't no snow,
Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin,
And you can bust right out again as soon as they put you in;
The farmer's trees are full of fruit, the barns are full of hay,
I'm going to stay where you sleep all day,
Where they boiled in oil the inventor of toil
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

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