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!