All the Pots are Brown

All the pots are brown

And the glaze is grey

I went for a walk

Up ole Warren's way

They's be brown and round

Like they were in the day

Mingiesota dreaming

Up ole Warren's way

I stopped into a store (stopped into a store)

I passed along the way (passed along the way)

I asked if he had any (asked if he had any)

Made with macrame (made with macrame)

He looked off into the distance (off into the distance)

A tear fell from his eye (a tear fell from his eye)

Oh, Mingiesota Dreaming

Up ole Warren's way

All the pots are brown (and the pots are brown)
And the glaze is grey (and the glaze is grey)
I went for a walk (I went for a walk)
Up ole Warren's way (up ole Warren's way)

They'd be brown and round (brown and round)
Like they were in the day (like they were in the day)
If I could only sell'em (if I could only sell'em)

I could eat today (I could eat today)

Oh, Mingiesota Dreaming (Mingiesota Dreaming)

Up ole Warren's way (Mingiesota Dreaming)

Up ole Warren's way (Mingiesota Dreaming)

Up ole Warren's way (Mingiesota Dreaming)

Up ole Warren's way (Mingiesota Dreaming)



Lyrics by John Britt

Parody to Mammas and the Pappas; "California Dreaming"

Michael Hunt sung this to me one day in a Penland pick up but I forgot the words ...so I made some up. Can anyone help me with the real words?

John Britt

www.johnbrittpottery.com/wks