Luyện nghe bài hát Big Rock Candy Mountain

Oh the of the bees in the cigarette trees
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 came
a shady lane
Through the cane
He was for his liking
As he along
He a song
Of the of milk and honey
Where a bum can
For a day
And he need any money

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

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

a lake of gin
We can jump in
And the grow on bushes
In the hay
We can all day
And the bars all have free
the mail train stops
And ain't no cops
And the folks are
Where you never your socks
And you throw rocks
And your hair is never

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

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

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

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

In the Big Rock Mountain,
It's a land fair and bright,
The handouts grow on
And you out every night.
The boxcars all are
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 Candy Mountain.

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

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

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

Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the trees
The soda water fountain the lemonade springs
And the bluebird sings in that Big 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 to stay
Where you all day,
Where they the jerk
That work
In the Big Candy Mountain.