The Big Rock Candy Mountains Lyric Video

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My grandpa use to get drunk and sing his heart out to this song. i didint realize it was a actual song and when I found it, it reminded me of his good old days the old him . He passed from cancer a few months ago right at home in his couch but I have the memories and this song to remember him. I hope he's enjoying himself in big rock candy mountain

cierahhowland
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My Nan would sing this to me as a lullaby. I miss you, Nan.

TheEnviousDoll
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i heard this song from the movie 'Room' wherein the mother and her child was locked up in a shed for a very long time, and now i am always listening to this song and realized it has a deep meaning..

dyaneeh_
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Appreciate this very much. Old folk that sounds as it should.

bendalrymple
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The blig rock candy mountains… it’s in every version of this I can find

claytonshackleford
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Love your video, but one correction: it's not handguns growing on bushes, it's hand-outs. But thanks for your time!

JenniferMaldonado-ibtb
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One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning, down the track came a hobo hiking, and he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountains so come with me, we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains." In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, there's a land that's fair and bright, where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night. Where the boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day on the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings in the Big Rock Candy Mountains. In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, all the cops have wooden legs, and the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft-boiled eggs. The farmers' trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay. Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow where the rain don't fall the wind don't blow in the Big Rock Candy Mountains. In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, you never change your socks, and the little streams of alcohol come trickling down the rocks. The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind. There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too you can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe in the Big Rock Candy Mountains. In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, the jails are made of tin, and you can walk right out again as soon as you are in. There ain't no short-handled shovels, no axes, saws or picks, I'm a-going to stay where you sleep all day, where they hung the jerk that invented work in the Big Rock Candy Mountains. I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

marzoo
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The beginning of a new meth business... Los Pollos Hermanos

FranciscoCinema
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Better call Saul brought me here April 13😅

RobertoCarino-mi
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handouts on bushes, not handguns: Brakemen, not Brickmen (railroad reference) - thanks for doing this, I do not know if you can correct it. I may speak hobo a little better.

awilson
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Words came up way too slow. He was already singing before the next set of lyrics appeared.

pmushy
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where the "handguns grow on bushes"? i think its handouts

fusion
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It would be great if the lyrics were on time

juliar
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Oh god....

It's "handouts, " not "handguns." Yeesh.

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