CANNED GOODS
(Greg Brown)


Greg Brown - 1983
The Divers - 1994





Well let the wild winter wind bellow and blow 
I'm as warm as a July tomato
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars

Well there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below 
Watch your head now, and down we go 
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars

Well maybe you are weary and you don't give a damn 
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam 
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars

Oh, she got magic in her, you know what I mean 
She puts the sun and rain in with her beans
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars

What with the snow and the economy and everything 
I think I'll just stay down here and eat until spring 
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars

When I go down to see Grandma, I gain a lot a weight 
With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate 
She cans the pickles, sweet and dill 
And the songs of the whippoorwill 
And the morning dew and the evening moon 
I really gotta go down and see her soon 
Cause the canned goods that I buy at the store 
Ain't got the summer in 'em anymore 
You bet Grandma as sure as you're born 
I'll take some more potatoes and a thunder storm

There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin 
Supper ready, everybody come on in 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Taste a little of the summer 
Grandma put it all in jars