Well, show me the way To the next wisky bar Oh, do not ask why Oh, do not ask why For if we do not find The next wisky bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you I tell you I tell you we must die.
Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We have lost our good old mama And must have wisky, oh, you know why! Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We have lost our good old mama And must have wisky, oh, you know why!
Well, show me the way To the next pretty boy Oh, do not ask why Oh, do not ask why For if we do not find The next pretty boy I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you I tell you I tell you we must die
Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We have lost our good old mama And must have wisky, oh, you know why!