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



Oh, moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We've lost our good old mama

And must have whiskey, oh, you now why



Oh, moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We've lost our good old mama

And must have whiskey, oh, you now why



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



Oh, moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We've lost our good old mama

And must have whiskey, oh, you now why