Lyrics
Little brick shop on the corner
Snow on the awning in the cold upstate air
Bell on the door starts ringing
Soon as you’re near
You can smell it from there
Caramel steam in the hallway
Old glass jars with the names half-faded
Granddad’s smile in a black‑and‑white frame
Says “since 1920 we’ve made it”
Speach Candy
Family business
Sweet history on every shelf
Syracuse stories in every chocolate
You can taste the love itself
Speach Candy
Pass it over
From their hands into mine
A hundred years in a paper bag
One more piece
One more time (hey!)
Grandma rolls fudge in the back room
Sugar on her sleeves and a radio hum
Kids press faces to the window
Pointing at the rainbow
Can they each get one?
Licorice ropes like laces
Peanut clusters in a silver tray
They know your name
Know your favorite
“Try this new cherry
On the house today”
Speach Candy
Family business
Sweet history on every shelf
Syracuse stories in every chocolate
You can taste the love itself
Speach Candy
Pass it over
From their hands into mine
A hundred years in a paper bag
One more piece
One more time
From winter storms to summer fairs
They kept the door wide open
Through every change the town has seen
That copper kettle’s still smokin’ (oh yeah)
You walk in as a stranger
Walk out feeling kissed by kin
Every wrapper
Every ribbon
Says “come on back again”
Speach Candy
Family business
Sweet history on every shelf
Syracuse stories in every chocolate
You can taste the love itself
Speach Candy
Don’t you leave me
You’re the heart of this hometown
Since 1920
Sweet and steady
Candy kings of this old town