It was a frosty night It was beginnin' to snow And out on the street The wind began to blow We all flocked to the cellar We all emptied out the bar To hear a little fella Play his shiny guitar So did you hear John Hurt Play his "Creole Belle"? His "Spanish Fandago" That we love so well And did you love John Hurt? Did you shake is hand? Did you hear him play his "Candyman"? And in a straight-back chair With his felt hat on He tickled our fancies With his "Avalon" And all the people, all the people, all the people, all the people On MacDougall Street Would cock their heads and listen To hear his tappin' feet So did you hear John Hurt Play his "Creole Belle"? His "Spanish Fandango" That we love so well And did you love John Hurt? Did you shake his hand? Did you hear him play his "Candyman"? And in a straight-back chair With his felt hat on He tickled our fancies With his "Avalon" And all the people, all the people, all the people, all the people On MacDougall Street Would cock their heads and listen To hear his tappin' feet So did you hear John Hurt Play his "Creole Belle"? His "Spanish Fandango" That we love so well And did you love John Hurt? Did you shake his hand? Did you hear him play his "Candyman"?