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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)