Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Canned Goods, artist - Greg Brown. Album song One Night, in the genre
Date of issue: 17.05.1999
Record label: Red House
Song language: English
Canned Goods |
Let those December winds bellow 'n' blow |
I’m as warm as a July tomato |
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 |
Maybe you’re weary an' you don’t give a damn |
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam |
Ah, she’s got magic in her — you know what I mean |
She puts the sun and rain in with her green beans |
What with the snow and the economy and ev’ry’thing |
I think I’ll jus' stay down here and eat until spring |
When I go to see my grandma I gain a lot of weight |
With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate |
She cans the pickles, sweet & dill |
She cans the songs of the whippoorwill |
And the morning dew and the evening moon |
'N' I really got to go see her pretty soon |
'Cause these canned goods I buy at the store |
Ain’t got the summer in them anymore |
You bet, grandma, as sure as you’re born |
I’ll take some more potatoes and a thunderstorm |
Peaches on the shelf |
Potatoes in the bin |
Supper’s ready, everybody come on in, now |
Taste a little of the summer |
Taste a little of the summer |
Taste a little of the summer |
My grandma put it all in jars |
Let those December winds bellow and blow |
I’m as warm as a July tomato |