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 againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
