Canned Goods Greg Brown

Let those December winds bellow 'n' blow
I'm as warm as a July tomato

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Peaches on the shelf
Potatoes in the bin
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
You can taste a little of the summer
My grandma's put it all in jars

Well, there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below
Watch you head now, and down you go

And there's

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Maybe you're weary an' you don't give a damn
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam

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Ah, she's got magic in her - you know what I mean
She puts the sun and rain in with her green beans

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What with the snow and the economy and ev'ry'thing
I think I'll jus' stay down here and eat until spring