Saturday, December 14, 2013


Truman Bentley Jr.
3219 Carden Drive
Columbus, GA
31907-2143
USA

Harry McClintock - "Big Rock Candy Mountain" 

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were 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
On 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 em
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 or picks,
I'ma 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


8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Where they hung the jerk

That invented work


A-freaking-men to that!

Anonymous said...

My psychiatrist, GISELE ROSENBERG pregnant two months with our child is my sensuous concubine. She is partially deaf and has a speech impairment. She applies my NEUROSTAR TMS Therapy. We have been together for about a year.

Anonymous said...

Truman Bentley Jr. is not a real artist. It is a proven fact that he steals all of his ideas from Namurt Leybent. Its sorriness. Sorry.

Anonymous said...

Work is good for complainers. All of whom have no original or creative ideas. I think they all wear bowler Oliver Hardy and Stan Laurel hats and call their gang FLUX UPS.

Anonymous said...

EGG TEMPRA as a medium is used by many artists. Truman having ELEPHENTITIS uses the drain off fluid in a tacky swirl like a Gum Arabic Gauche to create vibrant shimmers on his canvas surfaces. The yellowy tinge gives a patina like the fluid described in the dog's eye in The Beatles' song I AM THE WALRUS. Silky, smooth, tasty, Truman's paintings are not only edible but a good source of Vitamin E.

drosspriddle said...

Make us a video demo of your painting techniques... that'd be cool.

Anonymous said...

Truman Bentley Jr. is THE NAZ! Well Hung and snow white tan!

Anonymous said...

there is much painting and canvas and lost wax casting filmed. you shall see these fimms over time fred g. sanferd.