作词 : Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia 作曲 : Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia Come all 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 Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again I come in from Memphis Where I learned to take the jive When I get back to Memphis Be one less man alive Good mornin', Mr. Benson I see you're doin' well If I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to Hell Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again 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 'round Want you to tell everybody you meet The Candyman's in town Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again
作词 : Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia 作曲 : Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia Come all 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 Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again I come in from Memphis Where I learned to take the jive When I get back to Memphis Be one less man alive Good mornin', Mr. Benson I see you're doin' well If I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to Hell Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again 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 'round Want you to tell everybody you meet The Candyman's in town Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come And he's gone again Pretty lady ain't Got no friend Till the Candyman Come 'round again
