There is a land I've heard about
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Where the clouds are with many clouds
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The air is clear, and I hear, the good times roll like water
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There's a silver lake and a gold one too
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You can paddle all around in a wooden canoe
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In the big rock candy mountains
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There is a land I've heard about
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Where springtime's never over
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The air is sweet, and your friends all meet
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And you feel the four-leaf clover
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I'm bound to go
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Where there ain't snow
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Where the rain don't fall
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And the winds don't blow
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In the big rock candy mountains
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In the big rock candy mountains
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There's a land that's fair and bright
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Where the pennies grow on bushes
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And you sleep out every night
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And the cows are in the meadows
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And they're eating buttercups
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I'm bound to go where there ain't snow
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Where the rain don't fall
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And the winds don't blow
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In the big rock candy mountains
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Oh, the buzzing of the bees in the peppermint trees,
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And the soda water fountains
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The lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
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The Big Rock Candy Mountain
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| Lisa Loeb |
