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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.
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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.
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- Album:
- The Evening Call
- Milk Of The Moon
- Over And Under
- Covenant
- Solid Heart
- Slant 6 Mind
- Further In
- The Poet Game
- Bathtub Blues
- Dream Café
- Down In There
- One Big Town
- One More Goodnight Kiss
- Songs Of Innocence And Of Experience
- In The Dark With You
- One Night
- The Iowa Waltz
- 44 & 66
- Yellow Dog
- Miscellaneous