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Canned Goods Greg Brown
Let wi[D]ld winter winds bellow [G]'n' blow [Em]
I'm as warm[G] as a July [C]to [D]ma [G]to. [C] [G]
(chorus:) C
Peaches on the shelf
P[G]otatoes in the bin
[D]Supper's ready, ev[G]erybody come on [D]in
[D]Taste a little of the su[G]mmer,
[D]Taste a little of the su[G]mmer,
You can [D]taste a little of the [G]summer
gra[C]ndma put it [D]all in [G]jars.
Well, there's a [D]root cellar, fruit cellar [G]down below
[Em]Watch you head now, and [G]down you go (Chorus)
[D]Maybe you're weary an' you [G]don't give a damn
I [Em]bet you never tasted her [G]blackberry jam. (Chorus)
Ah, she's got [D]magic in her - you k[G]now what I mean
She puts the [Em]sun and rain [G]in with her beans. (Chorus)
What with the s[D]now and the economy and [G]ev'ry'thing,
I t[Em]hink I'll jus' stay down here and [G]eat until spring. (Chorus)
When I go [D]down to see my grandma I [G]gain a lot of weight
With h[Em]er dear hands she gives me [G]plate after plate.
S[C]he cans the pickles, swe[G]et & dill
S[D]he cans the songs of the [G]whippoorwill
And the m[D]orning dew and the [G]evening moon
I r[D]eally got to go [G]see her soon
'Cause [D]these canned goods I [G]buy at the store
[D]Ain't got the summer in them [G]anymore.
[D]You bet, grandma, as [G]sure as you're born
I'll t[D]ake some more potatoes and a [G]thunderstorm. (Chorus)
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