Jack Candy

Jack Candy

Jack Candy was as old as my father
   But still I took a likin’ to him
   He said: “You will be somebody’s treasure,
   But no one has discovered you yet.”
  
   Jack Candy lived on Sky Valley Road
   And that’s where he did business I guess
   Some say he sold a suitcase of cocaine
   But he never showed me any of that
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy
  
   I was walkin’ up to Jack Candy’s trailer
   When he shouted that I(‘d) better head home
   The curtains closed as he went back inside
   And I trembled ’cause he wasn’t alone
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy
  
   Some say they took him out to a clearin’
   And made him crawl until he confessed
   Some say they hung him up by his bootstraps
   Some say they let him swing in the wind
  
   I walked along (the) Sky Valley Road
   And out onto the great northern bridge
   And for hours I stared into the cold
   Sick and tired of denying I loved him
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day they drove him from this town
  
   I’ve lived a lie and I have lived it well
   This is the story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About a love and how I let him down
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy

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Jack Candy

Jack Candy

Jack Candy was as old as my father
   But still I took a likin’ to him
   He said: “You will be somebody’s treasure,
   But no one has discovered you yet.”
  
   Jack Candy lived on Sky Valley Road
   And that’s where he did business I guess
   Some say he sold a suitcase of cocaine
   But he never showed me any of that
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy
  
   I was walkin’ up to Jack Candy’s trailer
   When he shouted that I(‘d) better head home
   The curtains closed as he went back inside
   And I trembled ’cause he wasn’t alone
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy
  
   Some say they took him out to a clearin’
   And made him crawl until he confessed
   Some say they hung him up by his bootstraps
   Some say they let him swing in the wind
  
   I walked along (the) Sky Valley Road
   And out onto the great northern bridge
   And for hours I stared into the cold
   Sick and tired of denying I loved him
  
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About the day they drove him from this town
   About the day they drove him from this town
  
   I’ve lived a lie and I have lived it well
   This is the story that I’ve prayed to tell
   About a love and how I let him down
   About the day I lost: Jack Candy

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