Misc Soundtrack - O brother where art thou - big candy rock mountain
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
One evenCing as the sun went down
And the jFungle fires were bCurning,
Down the tCrack came a hobo hiking,
And he sFaid, "Boys, I'm not tuCrning
I'm heFaded for a lCand that's fFar awCay
BeCsides the crystal fGountains
So coCme with me, we'll go and see
The BFig Rock Candy MoCuntains
[Verse 2]
In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains,
There's a lFand that's fair and bCright,
Where the haFndouts grow on bCushes
And you slFeep out every nigGht.
Where the boCxcars all are empty
And the sFun shines every dCay
And the bFirds and the bCees
And the ciFgarette treCes
The lFemonade sprCings
Where the blFuebird siCngs
In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains.
[Verse 3]
In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains
All the cFops have wooden lCegs
And the bFulldogs all have ruCbber teeth
And the heFns lay soft-boiled egGgs
The faCrmers' trees are full of fruit
And the baFrns are full of hCay
Oh I'm bFound to Cgo
Where there aFin't no sCnow
Where the raFin don't fCall
The wFinds don't bClow
In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains.
[Verse 4]
In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains
You neFver change your soCcks
And the lFittle streams of alCcohol
Come tricFkling down the rocGks
The brCakemen have to tip their hats
And the raFilway bulls are blCind
There's a lFake of sCtew
And of whFiskey tCoo
You can pFaddle all aCround it
In a bFig caCnoe
In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains
[Verse 5]
In the BCig Rock Candy Mountains,
The jFails are made of tCin.
And yFou can walk right oCut again,
As soFon as you are iGn.
There aCin't no short-handled shovels,
No aFxes, saws nor piCcks,
I'm bFound to sCtay
Where you sFleep all dCay,
Where they hFung the jCerk
That inFvented wCork
In the BGig Rock Candy MouCntains.
[Outro]
I'll sFee you aCll this coFming fCall
In the BGig Rock Candy MoCuntains