Alabama Song

Oh, show me the way to the next whisky bar, Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why! For we must find the next whisky bar For if we don't find the whisky 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 good-bye. We've lost our good old mamma And must have whisky, oh you know why! Oh, moon of Alabama, We now must say good-bye. We've lost our good old mamma And must have whisky, oh you know why!