Sweet Pitchers of Mercy

What gift can you give to he who has everything?
Give him your laughter, your fear
Dig out a lake for he who has everything
Fill it with blood, sweat, and tears
He'll scoop out a pint and inspect it for clarity
Water will turn into beer

Sweet pitchers of mercy we'll find at the shore
Sweet pitchers of mercy our tears dry no more

What gift can you give to she who has everything?
Raise a glass to her mother who born
This family been feuding and fighting and biggering
Since the oldest of old days of yore
So give her the gift of us drinking togetherly
Some of our thoughts become more

Sweet pitchers of mercy we'll find at the shore
Sweet pitchers of mercy our tears dry no more
Sweet pitchers of mercy we'll find at the shore
Sweet pitchers of mercy our tears dry no more

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