Luyện nghe bài hát Big Rock Candy Mountain

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

On a day
In the of May
A bum came ahiking
Down a lane
the sugar cane
He was for his liking
As he along
He sang a
Of the of milk and honey
a bum can stay
For a day
And he won't any money

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

In the Big Rock Candy
The cops have wooden
The bulldogs all rubber teeth
And the lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of
The are full of hay
I want to go there ain't no snow
Where the sleet fall and the wind don't blow
In that Big Rock Candy

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

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

Oh, a and his son,
They on the run
To the hay field they were
the bum to the son,
"Why don't you
To that big rock mountain?"
So the very day
They away,
The mileposts they counting
But they never
At the lemonade
On the big rock mountain

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

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

In the Big Candy Mountain,
a land that's fair and bright,
The handouts grow on
And you sleep out night.
The boxcars all are
And the sun every day
I'm to go
Where ain't no snow
the sleet don't fall
And the don't blow
In the Big Candy Mountain.

3. In the Big Rock Mountain
You never change socks
And little of alkyhol
trickling down the rocks
O the shacks all to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are
There's a of stew
And ale too
And you can
All it in a big canoe
In the Big Rock Mountain

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

In the Big Rock Candy
The cops wooden legs
The bulldogs all have teeth
And the hens lay eggs
The box-cars all are
And the sun every day
I'm to go
Where there no snow
Where the don't fall
And the winds don't
In the Big Candy Mountain.

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

In the Big Candy 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 bound to
you sleep all day,
Where they the jerk
That invented
In the Big Rock Mountain.