You can butter my toast

Working on a little jazz ditty that popped into my head while I was on retreat. Roger made me promise to write all these things I’m always thinking of down, because otherwise they usually slip away. So this is it, and I’m working on the tune and chords now, but I don’t quite know how to add the piano music to the blog post.

man buttering toast

You can butter my toast, dear
Any time that you like.
You can butter my toast, dear
Whether it’s noon or night.
You can butter my toast any time of day because you know it’s true
That you can butter my toast, dear,
Because I love you.

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