ON A SUMMER DAY IN THE MONTH OF MAYA BURLY BUM CAME HIKING,DOWN A SHADY LANE THROUGH THE SUGAR CANE;HE WAS LOKKING FOR HIS LIKING.AS HE ROAMED ALONG HE SANG A SONGOF THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY,WHERE A BUM CAN STAY FOR MANY A DAY,AND HE WON`T NEED ANY MONEY.OH, THE BUZZIN` OF THE BEES IN THE CIGARETTE TREESAND THE SODA WATER FOUNTAIN,AT THE LIMONADE SPRINGS WHERE THE BLUEBIRD SINGSON THE BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN.THERE`S A LAKE OF GIN WE CAN BOTH JUMP INAND THE HANDOUTS GROW ON BUSHES;IN THE NEW MOWN-HAY WE CAN SLEEP ALL DAY,AND THE BARS ALL HAVE FREE LUNCHES.WHERE THE MAIL TRAIN STOPS AND THERE AIN`T NO COPSAND THE FOLKS ARE TENDER-HEARTED,WHERE YOU NEVER CHANGE YOUR SOCKS AND ROCKS,AND YOUR HAIR IS NEVER PARTED.OH, THE BUZZIN` OF THE BEES IN THE CIGARETTE TREESAND THE SODA WATER FOUNTAIN,AT THE LIMONADE SPRINGS WHERE THE BLUEBIRD SINGSON THE BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN.OH, A FARMER AND HIS SON, THEY WERE ON THE RUN,TO THE HAY FIELD THEY WERE BOUNDING.SAID THE BUM TO THE SUN, "WHY DON`T YOU COMETO THAT BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN?"SO VERY NEXT DAY THEY HIKED AWAY,TO THE MILE POST THEY KEPT COUNTING,BUT THEY NEVER ARRIVED AT THE LEMONADE TIDEON THE BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN.OH, THE BUZZIN` OF THE BEES IN THE CIGARETTE TREESAND THE SODA WATER FOUNTAIN,AT THE LIMONADE SPRINGS WHERE THE BLUEBIRD SINGSON THE BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN.
Diese Lied, entstand etwa um 1900.
Es besingt das"
Schlaraffenland" in Amerikanischer Vorstellung.
Vielleicht zeichnet es im übertragenen Sinn auch das Pradies.BLANKET ON THE GROUND
Billie Jo Spears / Ballard
COME AND LOOK OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW,THE BIG OLD MOON IS SHINING BRIGHT.TELL ME NOW DARLIN`, REMIND YOUALL THE BLANKETS ON THE GROUND.REMEMBER BACK WHEN LOVE FIRST FOUNDED,WE GOT SLIPPIN` ON THE TOWN,AND WITH LOVE WAS MADE THE MOONLIGHTON THE BLANKETS ON THE GROUND.I GET THE BLANKETS FROM THE BEDROOMAND WE DON`T WALK IN ONCE AGAIN,TO THE VALLEY BY THE RIVER,WHERE MY FIRST SWEET LOVE BEGAN.JUST WE CALL WE ARE MARRIED,DON`T BE FREE, CAN`T SLIP AROUND,SO LETS WALK OUT THROUGH THE MOONLIGHTAND LAY THE BLANKETS ON THE GROUND.OH REMEMBER HOW EXCITED,WE USED TO GET WHEN LOVE`S YOUNG,THAT OLD MOON SAW OUR BODIES,WE COULDN`T WAIT FOR NIGHT TO COME.NOW YOU KNOW YOU`RE STILL BESIDE ME,AND YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME LIKE I AM,JUST WAS MORE I WISH YOU LOVE MEON THE BLANKETS ON THE GROUND.I GET THE BLANKETS FROM THE BEDROOM,AND WE DON`T WALK IN ONCE AGAIN,TO THE VALLEY BY THE RIVER,WHERE MY FIRST SWEET LOVE BEGAN.JUST WE CALL WE ARE MARRIED,DON`T BE FREE, CAN`T SLIP AROUND,SO LETS WALK OUT THROUGH THE MOONLIGHTAND LAY THE BLANKETS ON THE GROUND.
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