Luyện nghe bài hát Big Rock Candy Mountain

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the trees
The soda fountain where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings in that Big Candy Mountain

On a day
In the of May
A burly bum came
a shady lane
Through the cane
He was for his liking
As he along
He a song
Of the land of and honey
a bum can stay
For a day
And he won't any money

Oh the of the bees in the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain the lemonade springs
And the bluebird in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Mountain
The cops have legs
The all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay eggs
The farmers' trees are full of
The are full of hay
I want to go where ain't no snow
Where the sleet fall and the wind don't blow
In that Big Rock Mountain

a lake of gin
We can both in
And the handouts grow on
In the hay
We can all day
And the bars all have free
the mail train stops
And there ain't no
And the are tender-hearted
Where you never change socks
And you never rocks
And your hair is parted

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette
The soda water fountain the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings in that Big Candy Mountain

Oh, a and his son,
They on the run
To the hay they were bounding
the bum to the son,
"Why you come
To that big candy mountain?"
So the next day
They away,
The mileposts they were
But never arrived
At the lemonade
On the big candy mountain

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the trees
The soda fountain where the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Mountain

1. One as the sun went down
And the jungle fires burning,
the track came a hobo hiking,
He said, "Boys, I'm not
I'm heading for a land that's far
Beside the crystal
see you all this coming fall
In the Big Candy Mountain

In the Big Candy Mountain,
It's a land fair and bright,
The handouts on bushes
And you sleep out night.
The all are empty
And the sun every day
I'm to go
there ain't no snow
Where the sleet don't
And the winds don't
In the Big Rock Mountain.

3. In the Big Rock Candy
You never change your
And streams of alkyhol
Come trickling down the
O the shacks all have to tip hats
And the railway bulls are
There's a lake of
And ale too
And you can
All around it in a big
In the Big Candy Mountain

Oh the of the bees in the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain the lemonade springs
And the bluebird in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Mountain
The cops have legs
The bulldogs all have teeth
And the lay soft-boiled eggs
The all are empty
And the sun shines day
I'm to go
Where there ain't no
Where the sleet fall
And the don't blow
In the Big Candy Mountain.

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the trees
The soda water fountain where the lemonade
And the sings in that Big Rock Candy Mountain

In the Big Rock Mountain,
The jails are of tin.
You can right out again,
As soon as put you in.
There ain't no shovels,
No axes, nor picks,
I'm to stay
Where you all day,
they hung the jerk
That invented
In the Big Candy Mountain.