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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