Greg Brown - Canned goods

Let wi^Dld winter winds bellow ^G'n' blow ^Em I'm as warm^G as a July ^Cto ^Dma ^Gto. ^{C G}

P^Gotatoes in the bin ^DSupper's ready, ev^Gerybody come on ^Din ^DTaste a little of the su^Gmmer, ^DTaste a little of the su^Gmmer, You can ^Dtaste a little of the ^Gsummer gra^Cndma put it ^Dall in ^Gjars.

Well, there's a ^Droot cellar, fruit cellar ^Gdown below ^EmWatch you head now, and ^Gdown you go (Chorus)

^DMaybe you're weary an' you ^Gdon't give a damn I ^Embet you never tasted her ^Gblackberry jam. (Chorus)

Ah, she's got ^Dmagic in her - you k^Gnow what I mean She puts the ^Emsun and rain ^Gin with her beans. (Chorus)

What with the s^Dnow and the economy and ^Gev'ry'thing, I t^Emhink I'll jus' stay down here and ^Geat until spring. (Chorus)

When I go ^Ddown to see my grandma I ^Ggain a lot of weight With h^Emer dear hands she gives me ^Gplate after plate. S^Che cans the pickles, swe^Get & dill S^Dhe cans the songs of the ^Gwhippoorwill And the m^Dorning dew and the ^Gevening moon I r^Deally got to go ^Gsee her soon 'Cause ^Dthese canned goods I ^Gbuy at the store ^DAin't got the summer in them ^Ganymore. ^DYou bet, grandma, as ^Gsure as you're born I'll t^Dake some more potatoes and a ^Gthunderstorm. (Chorus)