Well, 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
For if 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
Chorus:
Oh, moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama and must
have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why. Yeah!
Well, 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 girl
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
Chorus:
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. . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . .
Oh, moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why!