Pass the Jar

You won’t find it behind any downtown bar

It only comes in a clean mason mason jar

Cool and clear and deceptively strong

Toss the lid to the side, you can’t go wrong

Take a swig and pass it around

Especially if somebody has sorrows to drown

That jar will pass from hand to hand

Tilted back until nobody can stand

That sweet elixir will conjure the best stories

From only the most lewd and off color categories

When the jar is emptied just put it aside

Open a new one and swallow your pride

A jar of good times is never in short supply

It’s the only safe way for a Southern man to get high

When you open your eyes in the morning after going all in

You’ll feel just good enough to get started again


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