Big Rock Candy Middletown

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On a summer day 

in the month of May

a burly bum came hiking
Down a shady lane 

through the sugar cane, 

he was looking for his liking.

As he roamed along

he sang a song 

of the land of milk and honey
Where a bum can stay

for many a day,

and he won't need any money
Oh the buzzin' of the bees

in the cigarette trees

near the soda water fountain,
At the lemonade springs 

where the buzzard sings 

on the Big Rock Candy Middletown

There's a lake of gin 

we can both jump in, 

and the handouts grow on bushes.
In the new-mown hay 

we can sleep all day, 

and the bars all have free lunches.

Where the new train stops 

and there ain't no cops, 

and the folks are tender-hearted
Where you never change your socks 

and you never throw rocks, 

And your hair is never parted.
Oh the buzzin' of the bees 

in the cigarette trees 

near the soda water fountain,
At the lemonade springs 

where the bluebird sings 

on the Big Rock Candy Middletown

Oh, a farmer and his son, 

they were on the run, 

to the hay field they were bounding
Said the bum to the son, 

"Why don't you come 

to the big rock candy Middletown?"
So the very next day 

they hiked away, 

the mileposts they were counting
But they never arrived 

at the lemonade tide, 

on the Big Rock Candy Middletown. 

Oh the buzzin' of the bees 

in the cigarette trees 

near the soda water fountain,
At the lemonade springs 

where the bluebird sings 

on the Big Rock Candy Middletown!

One evening as 

the sun went down 

and the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came 

a devious clown, 

and he said "I‘m not paying."
"I'm heading for a land 

that's far away 

beside 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,

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 Middletown. 

In the Big Rock Candy Middletown, 

all the taxpayers have wooden heads.

And we can tax all day, 

and let the commoners pay,
And man won’t that be sweet?

Man won’t that be sweet?

The slum lord’s lands 

are full of fruit, 

and we can stay for free.
Oh I'm bound to go 

where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall, 

And the wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Middletown!

In the Big Rock Candy Middletown, 

They never change their plan,
The Olde Tyme Shoppes,

The fountain slops,
And corruption never stops,
No, corruption never stops.

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Richard Saunders Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List MUSA Resident Joined: Jun 30 2010 Status: Offline Points: 232	Post Options Post Reply Quote Richard Saunders Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Topic: Big Rock Candy Middletown Posted: Aug 04 2010 at 5:22am
	On a summer day in the month of May a burly bum came hiking Down a shady lane through the sugar cane, he was looking for his liking. As he roamed along he sang a song of the land of milk and honey Where a bum can stay for many a day, and he won't need any money Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees near the soda water fountain, At the lemonade springs where the buzzard sings on the Big Rock Candy Middletown There's a lake of gin we can both jump in, and the handouts grow on bushes. In the new-mown hay we can sleep all day, and the bars all have free lunches. Where the new train stops and there ain't no cops, and the folks are tender-hearted Where you never change your socks and you never throw rocks, And your hair is never parted. Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees near the soda water fountain, At the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings on the Big Rock Candy Middletown Oh, a farmer and his son, they were on the run, to the hay field they were bounding Said the bum to the son, "Why don't you come to the big rock candy Middletown?" So the very next day they hiked away, the mileposts they were counting But they never arrived at the lemonade tide, on the Big Rock Candy Middletown. Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees near the soda water fountain, At the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings on the Big Rock Candy Middletown! One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning, Down the track came a devious clown, and he said "I‘m not paying." "I'm heading for a land that's far away beside 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, 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 Middletown. In the Big Rock Candy Middletown, all the taxpayers have wooden heads. And we can tax all day, and let the commoners pay, And man won’t that be sweet? Man won’t that be sweet? The slum lord’s lands are full of fruit, and we can stay for free. Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow Where the rain don't fall, And the wind don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Middletown! In the Big Rock Candy Middletown, They never change their plan, The Olde Tyme Shoppes, The fountain slops, And corruption never stops, No, corruption never stops.