a lido D D D D D L we did.
Give
all the old.
Timeouting all go in that.
Wall these.
Now in the big rock candy mountain,
there's a land that's fair and bright,
where the hen
outs grow on bushes and you can sleep out every night.
All the boxcars are all empty,
the sun shines every day,
there's the birds and the bees
and the cigarette trees and the lemonade springs
and the bluebird sings in the big rock candy
mountain.
All the apes,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee,
all the little dee.
Now in the big rock candy mountain,
you never had to wear no socks,
the little old streams of alky holly come a-wigglin' down the rocks.
All the brakemen have to tip their
hats and the railroad guards are blind,
there's a lake of stew and a whiskey too,
you can paddle all around them in a big
canoe in the big rock candy mountain.
In the big rock candy mountain,
all the cops got wooden legs,
the bulldogs all got rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs.
All the farmers trees are full of fruit,
the barns are filled with hay,
I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow,
where the rain don't fall and the wind
don't blow in a big rock candy mountain.
Here's the very last verse.
Here's a fancy bit.