Candy Mountain
Well! the dooog
Stopped barking
And the bills flew away
It doesn’t really matter, if the sky’s
BLUEEEE, todayyyyy
With the pigs! floating innnn a big ‘ol balloon
Falling fast, from a scramble
With a pinhole, teeear
Blowing out! soooooooooooon
Ripping out! hair, from a chin that’s baaaaare.
Weak! as their wallets, falling over there
Not, knooowing what the plastic? is good for wheeeeen…they
Get stomped, in a stampede running for the door
Where the cake’s been dropped! on the hardwood flooooooor.
Not, gonna have to worry? that’s for suuuuure
Because, ‘The Big Roooock Candy Mountain’ is about to soooooooar
Out! of some grass roots. The peaks will scaaaale!
With Thunder, and Lightning that’s gonna tip the paaaaaail
When the bottom falls out, because it ain’t nooooo faaaaaaaaaaair!
They’ll hide in a bunker, huddled, sweating and scaaard!
Smoked out, like a critter! for the gallows hanging theeeeeeere
When someone yells out “Who’s gonna win the waaar!”
Saying what you say? saying what-fore
Yet, my rooooooster’s! gonna rise in the blessed early mooooooorn!
When the Cash drys up, from flowing up the hiiiill!
Don’t tell me them guuuy’s, ain’t no shiiiills?
It’s gonna be them! that’s got to foot the billllllllllllllll
For the wind still blows! and the cup still spiiiiills
Makiiiiiin a stand! upon this hill
Headstones, made of taffy, sweet as the day
Mama always said “Gotta bail, that ever-loving haaaay!”
Because the heat of Sun, will never go awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
So, I’ll end this tune! on this maaaaayday swooorn
“Don’t be surprised, when I call sooooooomway?
From the TOP!
Of, ‘The Biiiiig Rock Candy Mountain.’”