Candyman

Lyrics By: Robert Hunter Music By: Jerry Garcia

Come 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 the Candyman comes around again

I come in from Memphis where I leant to talk the jive When I get back to Memphis, be one less man alive Good morning, Mister Benson I see you're doing well If I had me a shotgun, I'd blow you straight to hell

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 come and he's gone again [repeat and fade]