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Intro

Let wild winter winds bellow 'n' blow

I'm as warm as a July to ma to.

Chorus

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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

grandma put it all in jars.

Well, there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below

Watch you head now, and down you go (Chorus)

Maybe you're weary an' you don't give a damn

I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam. (Chorus)

Ah, she's got magic in her - you know what I mean

She puts the sun and rain in with her beans. (Chorus)

What with the snow and the economy and ev'ry'thing,

I think I'll jus' stay down here and eat until spring. (Chorus)

When I go down 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

I really got to go see her 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. (Chorus)