Luyện nghe bài hát Big Rock Candy Mountain

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

On a day
In the of May
A burly bum ahiking
Down a shady
Through the 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 in the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain where the lemonade
And the bluebird sings in that Big Rock Candy

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

There's a of gin
We can jump 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 folks are
Where you change your socks
And you throw rocks
And hair is never parted

Oh the of the bees in the cigarette trees
The soda water fountain the lemonade springs
And the sings in that Big Rock 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 rock mountain?"
So the next day
hiked away,
The mileposts were counting
But they arrived
At the tide
On the big rock candy

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

1. One evening as the sun down
And the jungle fires burning,
Down the track came a hiking,
He said, "Boys, I'm not
I'm heading for a land far away
the crystal fountain
I'll see you all this fall
In the Big Rock Candy

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

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

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

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

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

In the Big Candy Mountain,
The are made of tin.
You can slip out again,
As soon as put you in.
ain't no short-handled shovels,
No axes, nor picks,
I'm bound to
you sleep all day,
Where they the jerk
That work
In the Big Rock Mountain.