Candyman lyrics
Song information
Artist: Grateful Dead Album: American Beauty
Lyrics
Come on all you pretty women, with your hair a hanging down Open up your windows cuz 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 comes and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till The candyman comes around again, around again
I come from memphis where I learned to talk the jive When I get back to memphis be one less man alive Good morning 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 comes and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till The candyman comes around again, around again
Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind If you've got a dollar boys, lay it on the line Hand me my old guitar, pass the whiskey round Won't you tell everybody you meet that the candyman's in town
Look out, look out the candyman Here he comes and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till The candyman comes around again, around again
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