When I saw that the subject for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday was sweet things, there was only one question that needed to be answered: had I used it before?
Happily, the answer was ‘no’ – but I have now. From the seminal 1970 studio album ‘American Beauty, this is a particularly fine live version that was subsequently released on the live ‘Dead Set’ LP.
Come on 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 come and he’s gone again
Pretty lady ain’t got no friend
‘Til 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 doing 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
‘Til the Candyman comes ’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
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
Pretty lady ain’t got no friend
‘Til the Candyman comes ’round again
Written by Jerry Garcia and Robert Hunter
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