My mama makes sugar pie Every Christmas, never wondered why All I knew is that it tastes so good Tastes as sweet as Christmas should Maybe to cover up The bitterness in our cups My daddy makes jokes for days I try to laugh my blues away You'd think family would bring me cheer I'm just looking for another beer Maybe to cover up The bitterness in our love You can wrap it in a bow But I think we all know My mama makes sugar pie Every Christmas, now I know why All I knew is that it tastes so good Tastes as sweet as Christmas should