From the recording Carry On
Lyrics
Well my grandma was a magician in the kitchen
She whipped up comfort using what she had
But my favorite recipe was some soup she made for me
And now I know just what to do whenever I feel sad
Gonna make a little soup
Gonna take a little time
Gonna fill it full of good things
Gonna have a little wine
It’s time to fill this house with all those things that count –
From the earth, from my hands, warm you right down to your boots
Gonna make a little soup –do do do ect…
Well I hear trouble knockin’ at the front door
And I hear it knockin’ on my window too
There’s nothin’ like the bangin’ of some pots and pans
To chase away those lonely old house blues
Gonna make a little soup
Gonna take a little time
Gonna fill it full of good things
Gonna have a little wine
It’s time to fill this house with all those things that count –
From the earth, from my hands, warm you right down to your boots
Gonna make a little soup –do do do ect…
Well alphabet, tom yum, chowder, split pea will do
And homemade chicken noodle – cockadoodley-doo
Just make it hot and fresh and full of lovin’
Serve it up with biscuits and you’ll be singing too…
Gonna make a little soup
Gonna take a little time
Gonna fill it full of good things
Gonna have a little wine
It’s time to fill this house with all those things that count –
From the earth, from my hands, warm you right down to your boots
Gonna make a little soup –do do do ect…