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To: Red Badger

There are planets made of diamonds and even planets that rain diamonds!😮


11 posted on 02/21/2024 9:47:35 PM PST by justme4now (Our Right's are God given and I don't need permission from politicians or courts to exercise them!)
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To: justme4now
There are planets made of diamonds and even planets that rain diamonds!😮

Yes, but did anyone solve Korman’s enigma yet? 😆

12 posted on 02/21/2024 10:06:58 PM PST by Mark17 (Retired USAF air traffic controller. Father of USAF Captain & pilot. Both bitten by the aviation bug)
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To: justme4now

There are planets made of diamonds and even planets that rain diamonds!😮
= = =

You are thinking of The Big Rock Candy Mountain.

‘Big Rock Candy Mountain’
Harry McClintock
EXPLICIT
One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking
And he said, “Boys, I’m not turning”

“I’m headed for a land that’s far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we’ll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains”

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There’s a land that’s fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night

Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees

The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs

The farmers’ trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh, I’m bound to go
Where there ain’t no snow

Where the rain don’t fall
The winds don’t blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks

The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There’s a lake of stew
And of whiskey too

You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in

There ain’t no short-handled shovels
No axes, saws nor picks
I’m goin’ to stay
Where you sleep all day

Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

I’ll see you all this coming fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains


24 posted on 02/22/2024 7:34:47 AM PST by Scrambler Bob
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