Candyman - Live; 2008 Remaster

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 a nd he's gone again
 Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman comes round again
 I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk 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 comes round again
 Ooooh ooooooh
 Ooooh uhhh uhh
 Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind
 If you've got a dollar boys then lay it on the line
 Hand me my old guitar pass the whiskey round
 Wont you to tell everybody you meet that the Candyman's in town
 Look out look out the Candyman, here he come a nd he's gone again
 Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman comes round again