Alabama Song

Alabama Song
Oh, show us 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 next 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 goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky
Oh, you know why!
Oh, moon of Alabama!
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky
Oh, you know why!
Oh, show us the way to the next pretty boy
Oh, don't ask why! Oh, don't ask why!
For we must find the next pretty boy
For if we don't 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've lost our good old mama
And must have dollars
Oh, you know why!
Oh, moon of Alabama!
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollars
Oh, you know why!