Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, dont ask why Oh, dont ask why
Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, dont ask why Oh, dont ask why
For if we dont 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 Weve lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye Weve lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, dont ask why Oh, dont ask why
Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, dont ask why Oh, dont ask why
For if we dont 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 Weve lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why
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