Well, show me the way
To the next wisky bar
Oh, do not ask why
Oh, do not ask why
For if we do not find
The next wisky 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.

 [bad word] ]
Oh moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We have lost our good old mama
And must have wisky, oh, you know why!
Oh moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We have lost our good old mama
And must have wisky, oh, you know why!

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, do not ask why
Oh, do not ask why
For if we do not 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

 [bad word] ]
Oh moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We have lost our good old mama
And must have wisky, oh, you know why!