Soup De Jour and the Dirty Dish Rag

The growin seasons over The weathers getting colder Makes one think of hot tea and soup Takes the chill out of the bones Makes a home feel like home Chase it down with something eighty proof You might call it a stew That's entirely up to you But it's broth not a sauce It's good ol' whatcha got From the garden's in the pot Soup When you're hibernatin like a bear Cabin feverish pullin out your hair You should do somthing that you know you should Put some water on a simmer It's always a winner And sure as shootin's gonna be good Take some thyme and mint And experiment Cause it's all that you tossed In it's good ol' whatcha got From the garden's in the pot Soup (Instrumental: The Dirty Dish Rag) So don't be so shocked It's good ol' whatcha got From the garden's in the pot Soup Soup de Jour & The Dirty Dish Rag: lyrics written for The Denim Dirt Farmers' CD "Vegetable Soup"