(Verse 1)
In the summer sun, by the old front door
Sits Grandma with her shoo-fly pie, baking as before
The aroma fills the air, a scent so sweet
Bringing back memories of grandma's kitchen, and a childhood I'll never forget
(Chorus)
Shoo-fly pie and apple pan dowdy, two treats that I adore
Grandma's secret recipes, treasured evermore
With every bite, a little piece of heaven
In this world of worry and strife, a sweet escape is given
(Verse 2)
The filling, with its rich molasses flavor,
Reminds me of cozy winter nights, by the fire's favor
The crumbly crust, a golden brown delight
A taste that lingers in my mind, morning, noon, and night
(Chorus)
Shoo-fly pie and apple pan dowdy, two treats that I adore
Grandma's secret recipes, treasured evermore
With every bite, a little piece of heaven
In this world of worry and strife, a sweet escape is given
(Bridge)
Generations have shared these cherished pies
Passing down traditions, family bonds never dies
Shoo-fly pie and apple pan dowdy, they'll forever be
Symbolic of love and unity, in our family tree
(Chorus)
Shoo-fly pie and apple pan dowdy, two treats that I adore
Grandma's secret recipes, treasured evermore
With every bite, a little piece of heaven
In this world of worry and strife, a sweet escape is given
(Outro)
So let us raise a glass to Grandma's legacy,
Her baking prowess and the joy it brought to me
Shoo-fly pie and apple pan dowdy, forever in our hearts
Carrying on the tradition, new memories shall start