Canned Goods chords by Greg Brown

Chords with lyrics

Contributed by Justus Koshiol


Standard Tuning


Intro G+G

   D MajorD           G+G    E minorEm
Let wild winter winds bellow 'n' blow
      G+G      C majorC  D MajorD  G+G   C majorC G+G
I'm as warm as a July  to ma  to.

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

        D MajorD             G+G
Well, there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below
E minorEm           G+G
Watch you head now, and down you go  (Chorus)

D MajorD             G+G
Maybe you're weary an' you don't give a damn
 E minorEm            G+G
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam.  (Chorus)

       D MajorD          G+G
Ah, she's got magic in her - you know what I mean
       E minorEm      G+G
She puts the sun and rain in with her beans.  (Chorus)

        D MajorD            G+G
What with the snow and the economy and ev'ry'thing,
  E minorEm                G+G
I think I'll jus' stay down here and eat until spring.  (Chorus)

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