Alexandre's Pinky

[Verse]
Down in the valley of dust and sweat,
Lived Alexandre Lazzuri, gay without regret.
With a heart so pure, he'd always sing,
'Bout his little pinky pig, the joy it'd bring.
[Verse 2]
Sunset glow and morning dew,
Pinky's oink made the whole farm new.
But one dark night, under a crescent moon,
Pinky was stolen, and it cut too soon.
[Chorus]
Oh, Alexandre's heart broke apart,
Lost his friend, he's falling hard.
Pouring whiskey to numb the sting,
Since the night they stole his pinky pig.
[Verse 3]
He'd search each dawn, he'd cry each day,
Hopes resting on those starlit rays.
With every bottle, memories fade,
Drowning sorrows in the choices he'd made.
[Chorus]
Oh, Alexandre's heart broke apart,
Lost his friend, he's falling hard.
Pouring whiskey to numb the sting,
Since the night they stole his pinky pig.
[Verse 4]
Empty fields, no oinks to find,
Just the lonely echoes of a troubled mind.
Neighbors whispered, townsfolk sighed,
For the farmer lost his fight and pride.