This is a love song I wrote for my wife. Get yer tissues, it's a tear-jerker. Also get a napkin, and a fork.

Lyrics

Breakfast in the Morning
Well I'm not good lookin
in a conventional way
I got no ideas
but I keep talking anyway
I don't have good manners
and I drink too much cheap beer
I might smell like whiskey
but in the morning I'll be here

Well you agreed to marry me
and I still can't figure why
'cause you're ten times better lookin
and you're twice as smart as I

am hoping you haven't taken
all my faults to be a warning
'cause if you stick with me
I can guarantee
I'll make you breakfast in the morning

I'll make you
Blueberry pancakes
I'll make some waffles
I can fry up a plate of bacon and eggs
with home-baked bread, and that ain't awful

I brew a damn fine pot of coffee
You can even have champagne
I ain't afraid to say that I'm man enough
to make a pretty good Quiche Lorraine

Some other fellas are handsome
this I can't deny
but they'd leave you for a younger gal
just as soon as they catch her eye
and sure they can play their guitars
way up the neck it's true
they got a lotta licks they can play real slick
I can only play a few

I only know the chords of the cowboys
but they say if a singer don't lie
He only needs three anyhow
and I swear the truth is I

am hoping you haven't taken
all my faults to be a warning
'cause if you stick with me
I can guarantee
I'll make you breakfast in the morning

I'll make you
Blueberry pancakes
I'll make some waffles
I can fry up a plate of bacon and eggs
with home-baked bread, and that ain't awful

I'll brew you that fine pot of coffee
I'l bake you that egg pie
I swear there ain't a man around
who can cook as good as I

am hoping you haven't taken
all my faults to be a warning
'cause if you stick with me
I can guarantee
I'll make you breakfast in the morning
If you stick with me
I can promise Yee
I'll make you breakfast in the morning