D   Bm                 G
Sun climbs toward high noon
D                      Bm          G
Glints metallic on the bowl of the spoon
D                              F#m
hanging through the air toward parted lips
G                         F#m
see the expression as the straight taste hits
G              F#m              Em
Face crumples, tongue’s swiftly withdrawn
G                          Em         D
I hate to tell you but the candyman's gone.

[Solo]
D   Bm   Em G

D    Bm     G

[Verse 2]
D           Bm                 G
Oh sweet fantasia of the safe home.
D                              Bm                         G
Where nobody has to scrape for honey at the bottom of the comb
D                               F#m
and every actor understands the scene
G                      F#m
and nobody means to be mean.
G                    F#m            Em
Catch it in a dream, catch it in a song.
G                                     Em         D
Seek it on the street you’ll find the candyman’s gone.
G                          Em         D
I hate to tell you but the candyman’s gone.

[Solo]
D   Bm   Em G

D   Bm      G

[Verse 3]
D                  Bm                           G
In the bar, in the Senate, in the alley, in the study
D                 Bm          G
Pimping dreams of riches for eveybody.
D                      F#m
Something for nothing, new lamps for old
G                                F#m
and the streets will be platinum never mind gold
G         F#m      Em
Well hey, pass it on
G                           Em         D
Misplace your faith and the candyman's gone.
G                          Em         D
I hate to tell you but the candyman's gone.

[Otro]
D   Bm   Em   G

D   Bm      G