Pusherwoman...with Apologies to Curtis Mayfield

I'm your mamma, I'm your daddy
I'm that farma in the alley
I'm your doctor, when in need
Want sweet taters? Have some nettle weed!
You know me, i'm your friend
Gotcher parsnips, thick and thin
I'm your pusherwoman,
I'm your pusherwoman.

haha

Ain't i clean, veggie queen
Super cool, super green
Feelin' good, for not the man
Onion chick, here i stand
Carrot stash, heavy bread

Baddest bitch in your garden bed!

I'm your pusherwoman
I'm your pusherwoman
I'm your pusherwoman

Solid life, on the farm
Gal of odd circumstance
A victim of agrarian dreams
Feed you my broccoli
And i'll let you trip for a while
On my apple pie
How long can a good thing last?
Keep 'em in cold storage
Got to be mellow, y'all
They'll stay mellow-crisp

I'm your pusherwoman.

Two bags please,
For a very small fee
I'll make your soup
What you want it to be.
Got a piece of dirt I love desperately
I want to make it the best it can be
I don't dig nothin' else
So I'm a hustler in spite of myself
I know that I can grow it,
In this life, you've got to know it,
Lord, lord, yeah!

I'm your pusherwoman!

I'm your mamma, I'm your daddy
I'm that farma in the alley
I'm your doctor, when in need
Want sweet taters? Have some nettle weed!
You know me, i'm your friend
Gotcher parsnips, thick and thin
I'm your pusherwoman,
I'm your pusherwoman.

Your pusherwoman fills you up!

That's me this time of year - I feel like I'm the pusherwoman. Here I am packing my root cellar, counting the jars, and my friends come and visit, and want to take something back from my place. Oh yeah, we've got stuff. Besides what's in the garden, there's what is in the farms around us.

Yes, baby, let's pick the last fall raspberries, you know you want to make some jam, they are so very sweet. C'mon, Sister, 50lbs of potatoes isn't really that much for a whole winter - you want the big bag, not the small one. Sure, it'll only take a few minutes to put that broccoli in the freezer. Grape juice? Sure, I know how to make that and the woods are filled with wild grapes. Cider syrup? Green tomato pickles? Its all just a dream...

There's something about this time of year that turns me into the pusher woman - the harvest is so rich and satisfying, I want to share it with everyone else! That's me out there, trying to get you to take home some squash!

Since I ripped off Curtis Mayfield, here's the original: