The Big Rock Candy Mountains (O Brother Where Art Thou)

 261. The Big Rock Candy Mountains (O Brother Where Art Thou) page 1

One C (I) evening as the sun went down And the jungle fires were burning,

Down the track came a hobo hiking, And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning

I'm F (IV) headed for a C (I) land that's F (IV) far a- C (I) way 

Be- F (IV) sides the C (I) crystal G (V) fountains

So C (I) come with me, we'll go and see The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the C (I) Big Rock Candy Mountains 

There's a F (IV) land that's fair and C (I) bright,

Where the F (IV) handouts grow on C (I) bushes 

And you sleep out every G (V) night.

Where the C (I) boxcars all are empty And the F (IV) sun shines every C (I) day

And the F (IV) birds and the C (I) bees And the F (IV) cigarette C (I) trees

The F (IV) lemonade C (I) springs Where the F (IV) bluebird C (I) sings

In the G (V) Big Rock Candy C (I) Mountains.

In the C (I) Big Rock Candy Mountains All the F (IV) cows have wooden C (I) legs

And the F (IV) bulldogs all have C (I) rubber teeth 

And the hens lay soft-boiled G (V) eggs

 

 

261. The Big Rock Candy Mountains (O Brother Where Art Thou) page 2

The C (I)  farmers' trees are full of fruit And the F (IV) barns are full of C (I) hay

Oh I'm F (IV) bound to C (I) go Where there F (IV) ain't no C (I) snow

Where the F (IV) rain don't C (I) fall The F (IV) winds don't C (I) blow

In the G (V) Big Rock Candy C (I) Mountains.

In the C (I) Big Rock Candy Mountains You F (IV) never change your C (I) socks

And the F (IV) little streams of C (I) alcohol Come trickling down the G (V) rocks

The C (I) brakemen have to tip their hats 

And the F (IV) railway bulls are C (I) blind

There's a F (IV) lake of C (I) stew And of F (IV) whiskey C (I) too

You can F (IV) paddle all a- C (I) round it In a F (IV) big ca- C (I) noe

In the G (V) Big Rock Candy C (I) Mountains

In the C (I) Big Rock Candy Mountains, The F (IV) jails are made of C (I) tin.

And F (IV) you can walk right C (I) out again, As soon as you are G (V) in.

There C (I) ain't no short-handled shovels, No F (IV) axes, saws nor C (I) picks

I'm F (IV) bound to C (I) stay Where you F (IV) sleep all C (I) day 

Where they F (IV) hung the C (I) jerk That in- F (IV) vented C (I) work

In the G (V) Big Rock Candy C (I) Mountains. I'll F (IV) see you C (I) all 

this F (IV) coming C (I) fall In the G (V) Big Rock Candy C (I) Mountains

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