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Candyman Lyric | Grateful Dead |  |  | AMERICAN BEAUTY |  |
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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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