Canned Goods

Well let the wild winter wind bellow and blow

I'm as warm as a July tomato

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There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin

Supper ready, everybody come on in

Taste a little of the summer

Taste a little of the summer

Taste a little of the summer

Grandma put it all in jars

Well there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below

Watch your head now, and down we go

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Well maybe you are weary and you don't give a damn

I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam

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Oh she got magic in her, you know what I mean

She puts the sun and rain in with her beans

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What with the snow and the economy and everything

I think I'll just stay down here and eat until spring

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When I go down to see Grandma, I gain a lot a weight

With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate

She cans the pickles, sweet and dill

And the songs of the whip-or-will and the morning dew and the evening moon

I really gotta go down and see her soon

Cause the canned goods that I buy at the store

Ain't got the summer in em anymore

You bet Grandma as sure as you're born I'll take some more potatoes and

a thunder storm

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