Alabama Song
The Doors
Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why, Oh, don't ask why Well, 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... 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 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... Yeah
