Grateful Dead – Candyman

Grateful Dead – Candyman Lyrics

Artist: Grateful Dead
Song: Candyman

Come on all you pretty women
With your hair a-hanging down
Open up your windows ’cause
The Candyman’s in town

Come on, boys, and gamble
Roll those laughing bones
Seven come eleven, boys
I’ll take your money home

Look out
Look out
The Candyman
Here he come

And he’s gone again
Pretty lady ain’t
Got no friend
Till the Candyman comes

’round again
I come in from Memphis
Where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis

Be one less man alive
Good mornin’, Mr. Benson
I see you’re doing well
If I had me a shotgun

I’d blow you straight to hell
Look out
Look out
The candyman

Here he come
And he’s gone again
Pretty lady ain’t
Got no friend

Till the Candyman
Comes ’round again
Come on, boys, and wager
If you have got the mind

If you got a dollar, boys
Lay it on the line
Hand me my old guitar
Pass the whiskey ’round

Want you to tell everybody you meet
The Candyman’s in town
Look out
Look out

The Candyman
Here he come
And he’s gone again
Pretty lady ain’t

Got no friend
Till the Candyman
Come ’round again
’round again
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Grateful Dead Lyrics – Candyman

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From the album:
American Beauty (2013 Remaster)
Release Year: 1970