Harry Mcclintock – Big Rock Candy Mountain chords

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Standard Tuning (e B G D A e)

Chords: C G Fe|------0----------3----------1---------------------------------------------|B|------1----------0----------1---------------------------------------------|G|------0----------0----------2---------------------------------------------|D|------2----------0----------3---------------------------------------------|A|------3----------2--------------------------------------------------------|E|-----------------3--------------------------------------------------------|
The intro goes something like this:
C One evening as the sun went down
F CAnd the jungle fires were burning,
CDown the track came a hobo hiking,
F CAnd he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
F C F CI'm headed for a land that's far away
C GBesides the crystal fountains
CSo come with me, we'll go and see
F CThe Big Rock Candy Mountains
CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
F CThere's a land that's fair and bright,
F CWhere the handouts grow on bushes
GAnd you sleep out every night.
CWhere the boxcars all are empty
F CAnd the sun shines every day
F CAnd the birds and the bees
F CAnd the cigarette trees
F CThe lemonade springs
F CWhere the bluebird sings
G CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains
F CAll the cops have wooden legs
F CAnd the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
GAnd the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
CThe farmers' trees are full of fruit
F CAnd the barns are full of hay
F COh I'm bound to go
F CWhere there ain't no snow
F CWhere the rain don't fall
F CThe winds don't blow
G CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
C In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
F CYou never change your socks
F CAnd the little streams of alcohol
GCome trickling down the rocks
C The brakemen have to tip their hats
F CAnd the railway bulls are blind
F CThere's a lake of stew
F CAnd of whiskey too
F CYou can paddle all around it
F CIn a big canoe
G CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains
CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
F CThe jails are made of tin.
F CAnd you can walk right out again,
GAs soon as you are in.
CThere ain't no short-handled shovels,
F CNo axes, saws nor picks,
F CI'm bound to stay
F CWhere you sleep all day,
F CWhere they hung the jerk
F CThat invented work
G CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
*same chords for whistling*
F C F CI'll see you all this coming fall
G CIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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