C                                   Gm             F
Come all you pretty women with your hair a hangin' down,
F                                             G
Open up your windows 'cause the Candyman's in town.
                 Dm      G                   Dm
Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bones,
F                                             G
Seven come eleven, boys, I'll take your money home.


[Chorus]
Bb             F        C
Look out, look out, the Candyman,
Bb      F             C
Here he come and he's gone again,
Am                G
Pretty lady ain't got no friend 'til
    F              G
The Candyman comes around again.
 

[Verse 2]
C                                Gm                F
I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk the jive,
F                                                     G
When I get back to Memphis, there'll be one less man alive.
                 Dm         G                 Dm
Good mornin', Mr. Benson, I see you're doing well,
F                                               G
If I had me a shotgun, I'd blow you straight to hell.


[Chorus]
Bb             F        C
Look out, look out, the Candyman,
Bb      F             C
Here he come and he's gone again,
Am                G
Pretty lady ain't got no friend 'til
    F              G
The Candyman comes around again.


[Verse 3]
C                           Gm              F
Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind,
F                                                 G
If you've got a dollar, boys, then lay it on the line.
                 Dm     G                  Dm
Hand me my old guitar, pass the whiskey 'round,
F                                                         G
Won't you tell everybody you meet that the Candyman's in town.


[Chorus]
Bb             F        C
Look out, look out, the Candyman,
Bb      F             C
Here he come and he's gone again,
Am                G
Pretty lady ain't got no friend 'til
    F              G
The Candyman comes around again.


[Repeat Chorus]
Bb             F        C
Look out, look out, the Candyman,
Bb      F             C
Here he come and he's gone again,
Am                G
Pretty lady ain't got no friend 'til
    F              G
The Candyman comes around again.