Candyman (Live at Radio City Music Hall, NYC, October 29, 1980) lyrics

Grateful Dead

[Verse 1]
Come on you pretty women
With your hair 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

[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes 'round again

[Verse 2]
I come in from Memphis
Where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis
It'd be onе less man alive
Good morning, Mr. Benson
I see you'rе doing well
If I had me a shotgun
You know I'd blow you straight to hell

[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 3]
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 around
Want you to tell everybody you meet
That the Candyman's in town

[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again

[Outro]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again

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