Let those December winds bellow and blow   I\'m as warm as a July tomato      Chorus   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 your head now, and down you go   And there\'s...      Chorus      Maybe you\'re weary and you don\'t give a damn   I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam      Chorus      She\'s got magic in her - you know what I mean   She puts the sun and rain in with her green beans      Chorus      What with the snow and the economy and everything   I think I\'ll just stay down here and eat until spring      Chorus      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   And 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.      Chorus