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Canned Goods ukulele

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Contributed by Justus Koshiol

Standard Tuning

Intro F 

      G                      F        Am
Let wild winter winds bellow 'n' blow
           F            F   G    F      F  F     
I'm as warm as a July   to  ma   to.

[chorus:]     F
              Peaches on the shelf
              Potatoes in the bin
              G                 F               G
              Supper's ready, everybody come on in
              G                       F
              Taste a little of the summer,
              G                       F
              Taste a little of the summer,
                      G                     F
              You can taste a little of the summer
                 F           G      F
              grandma put it all in jars.

                G                         F           
Well, there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below
Am                      F
Watch you head now, and down you go   (Chorus)

G                          F
Maybe you're weary an' you don't give a damn
  Am                       F
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam.   (Chorus)

              G                   F
Ah, she's got magic in her - you know what I mean
             Am           F
She puts the sun and rain in with her beans.   (Chorus)
               G                       F
What with the snow and the economy and ev'ry'thing,
   Am                                F
I think I'll jus' stay down here and eat until spring.   (Chorus)

          G                        F       
When I go down to see my grandma I gain a lot of weight
      Am                         F
With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate.
 F                       F
She cans the pickles, sweet & dill
 G                        F
She cans the songs of the whippoorwill
         G                  F
And the morning dew and the evening moon
   G               F 
I really got to go see her soon
       G                    F
'Cause these canned goods I buy at the store
G                            F
Ain't got the summer in them anymore.
G                    F 
You bet, grandma, as sure as you're born
      G                            F
I'll take some more potatoes and a thunderstorm.  (Chorus)

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