Lyrics Pots and Pans - Ray Wylie Hubbard

Pots and Pans

You take some pots and pans
You take some pots and pans
You take some pots and pans
Then you hit 'em with some sticks
You hit 'em with some sticks
You just go and hit 'em with some sticks
I got a mandolin
I got a mandolin
I got a mandolin
And I love the way it rings
I love the way it rings
I just love the way it rings
Baby’s got a tambourine
Baby’s got a tambourine
Baby’s got a tambourine
She shakes it in my face
She shakes it my face
She just shakes it in my face
I got some old brown shoes
I got some old brown shoes
I got some old brown shoes
I stomp 'em on the floor
I stomp 'em on the floor
I just stomp 'em on the floor
My boy’s got an old guitar
My boy’s got an old guitar
My boy’s got an old guitar
And he loves to bend them strings
He loves to bend them strings
He just loves to bend them strings
Oh, that’s right, ah
I got an old French harp
I got an old French harp
I got an old French harp
It’s in the key of C
It’s in the key of C
This song’s in the key of G
Oh Lord, ah
Oh, I holler and she moans
I holler and she moans
I holler and my baby moans
It’s one hellacious sound
It’s one hellacious sound
It’s just one hellacious sound
So you take some pots and pans
You take some pots and pans
You take some pot and pans
And you hit 'em with some sticks
You hit 'em with some sticks
You just go and hit 'em with some sticks