Lyrics
[Verse 1] I turned in my badge last june, let the long weeks roll away Now i take the number twelve bus down to harbor market on a saturday Marta stacks her peaches like a small gold parade I ask her what the hillside did to make them taste that way [Pre-Chorus] She says, “sun on the slope, cool nights by the bay” I pass that little secret to the man with the pears [Chorus] Come taste the town in a slice of stone fruit Hear how a good thing travels hand to hand From the baker’s warm loaf to the basil in bloom We make a feast of the place where we stand I’ve got all afternoon, let the good news go round There’s a table in every story we tell Come taste the town, come taste the town And sing it back to the people who grow it so well [Verse 2] At luis’s stand, red peppers shine like lacquered boats He taps a rhythm on a crate while i sing out the notes Nora brings goat cheese wrapped in leaves from her farm A boy tries one, grins wide, and comes back with his mom [Pre-Chorus] I tell them how the plum keeps its tart little spark They tell me which tomatoes will be sweetest by dark [Chorus] Come taste the town in a slice of stone fruit Hear how a good thing travels hand to hand From the baker’s warm loaf to the basil in bloom We make a feast of the place where we stand I’ve got all afternoon, let the good news go round There’s a table in every story we tell Come taste the town, come taste the town And sing it back to the people who grow it so well [Bridge] I used to count the hours by the meetings on my page Now i know the peach man’s daughter’s learning fiddle at her age We trade a little laughter, trade a recipe or two And the best thing in my basket is the names i’m carrying through [Final chorus] Come taste the town in a slice of stone fruit Hear how a good thing travels hand to hand From the baker’s warm loaf to the basil in bloom We make a feast of the place where we stand I’ve got all afternoon, let the good news go round There’s a table in every story we tell Come taste the town, come taste the town And sing it back to the people who grow it so well [Outro] Come taste the town Pass the good news around
