The Angel's Share

Whether your cup be of cider or wine

I'll always sing of this liquid divine

From malt it is torn

From cask it is born

And once poured in my glass it is mine.

And what is a bottle to bear

If it sees but a single glass there?

So I'll demonstrate class

And pour you a glass

As even angels are owed their own share.

So wait for your brandy and beer

And gather all close and near!

Come sit round the fire

Dissolve all your ire

For whiskey we revel and cheer!

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