Amos, Amos. I do not "brag" about what I have. Were I to do so I would brag about having rhythmn, having music, having my girl, and who could ask for anything more? I packed up all my cares and woes and left my troubles on the doorstep when I set sail on the GS Lollipop to search for where the Big Rock Candy Mountain, 'way up high, overlooks Fiddler's Green, at the hour when the ship comes in.