Sharp Tongue

Buddy, Pal
The pimiento to my sal
Let this grievance parlay
To the earthen mounds stay
Better it be, thinkest me
To be alive and free
And now we come to it
Must my sword sharpen thy wit?
Friend, fellow
let this fine wine mellow
To the river Styx bid hello
Better it be, thinkest me
To be alive and free
But now come we to it
Shall my sword sharpen thy wit?

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