Beer at Breakfast

Sun's just risin', rooster's crowin' in the barn,

Coffee's cold, I just cracked a morning charm,

Biscuits in the skillet, bacon on the side,

Gonna pop a cold one, feel that country pride.

Tractor's waitin', fields ain't gonna plow themselves,

But I'm sittin' here with a Maytag and some shelves,

Radio's blarin' to a honky-tonk tune,

Beer at breakfast, my own little saloon.

Beer at breakfast, startin' my day right,

With a cold one in my hand, everything's in sight,

Farm life's tough, but I make it through,

With a beer at breakfast and thoughts of you.

Neighbor waves as he drives down the lane,

Knows my little secret, but he don't complain,

Workin' hard, breakin' sweat by nine,

That frosty brew is my morning line.

By the end of the day, chores all done,

Sippin' on the porch, watchin' the settin' sun,

But come that mornin' when the dawn is clear,

I'm crackin' open that breakfast beer.

Beer at breakfast, startin' my day right,

With a cold one in my hand, everything's in sight,

Farm life's tough, but I make it through,

With a beer at breakfast and thoughts of you.