Come on all you pretty women
With your hair a hanging down
Open up your windows
Cause the Candy man'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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man's in town
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man comes around again
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
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Come on all you pretty women
With your hair a hanging down
Open up your windows
Cause the Candy man'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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man's in town
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man comes around again
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
With your hair a hanging down
Open up your windows
Cause the Candy man'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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man 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 Candy man's in town
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend till
The Candy man comes around again
Look out, look out the Candy man
Here he comes and he's gone again
Writer: REV. GARY DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.