Weill/Brecht - Alabama Song(1937) | Текст песни

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• Weill/Brecht
• Alabama Song(1937)

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Iif we don't find
The next whiskey 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
Now we say goodbye
We've lost our dear old mama
Oh, now we have whiskey, oh, you now why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little boy
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
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
Now we say goodbye
We've lost our dear old mama
Oh now we have whiskey, oh, you now why.