Please Pass the Biscuits - Jimmy Dean

Just picture a lad between mom and dad

It's sunday the tables all set

There's uncles there's aunts and cousins galore

There's plenty of food to be et

The blessing is said they reach for the bread

It's a feast a king could afford

There's clatter there's chatter but somethings the matter

There's someone whos being ignored

Uh would you pass the biscuits please

Uh would you please pass the biscuits

Same thing ever sunday since i can't remember when

Kinfolks all around the table and the biscuits at tuther end

I got a plate of chicken and taters and a lot of stuff like that

All all i need is a biscuit but i wish you'd look where they're at

I guess i could reach across the table

But thats i'll-mannered mom always said

I wish i had a biscuit i just can't eat without bread

Uh would you pass the biscuits

Uh excuse me would you please pass the biscuits

All i want is a biscuit nobody seems to care

If they wouldn't talk so dog-gone loud

They might be able to hear

Hot doggies they're half-finished eatin and i ain't even begun

I wish you'd look at them biscuits disappear

I'll be luck if i get a one

Same thing ever sunday always company to be fed

They're talkin like they're wound up

Boy i wish i had a piece of bread

Hey would you please pass the biscuits

Pass the biscuits

It looks like somebody would notice that i ain't started eatin yet

Sure be glad when they get their fill

And go into the parlor and set

Then by golly i won't have to use my manners

I'll just get a biscuit myself

Well i'll be a monkeys uncle

There ain't a biscuit left

The only day of the week we get sunday-fed

And they've et up all the biscuits

And uh i just can't eat without bread

There's something the matter

No bread on the platter

And he just can't eat without bread