歌词
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 o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Show me the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
Show me the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find the next thirty dollars
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 o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good o' Alabama
And they must have whiskey, oh, you know why
