Candyman Lyrics - American Beauty - Grateful Dead

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 comes and he's gone again 

Pretty lady ain't got no friend 'till 

Candyman comes 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 

Candyman comes 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 

Candyman comes around again 

Look out look out the Candyman 

Here he comes and he's gone again 

Look out look out the Candyman