Pot Luck Lessons - Mark Horning

I tried writing a country song and ended up with the folkiest folk thing ever. Recorded using my Tacoma Roadking, so a half step down from concert tuning. Pot Luck Lessons Words and Music copyright Mark E. Horning 2022 Chorus: Just a run down church in a run down part of town, Can’t recall a word the preacher said, But after every service, we would have this grand Pot Luck, All of us together - breaking bread. Hilda made some German dish I never could pronounce, and Lawrence made a killer Irish stew. Maria made tamales that were worth your very soul, Old Bob was “King of barbeque“. The coffee pot was three foot tall of shining silver steel, Five gallon percolator, don’t you know, It probably took an hour, just to brew a single pot But I never had a finer cup of Joe. -Rpt chorus.- I recall the weddings, with potluck afterward Not catered in some fancy upscale joint Someone made perogies, and someone else ba