Alabama Song

Oh, show me the way to the next whiskey bar.

Oh, don't ask why. Oh, don't ask why.

'Cause I must find the next whiskey bar.

If I don't find the next whiskey bar,

I tell you I will die, I tell you I will die.

I tell you, I tell you, I tell you I will die.

Oh, moon of Alabama, so high up in the sky.

I lost him, I lost my lover.

I need a drink. Can you guess why?

Oh, moon of Alabama, so high up in the sky.

I lost him, I lost my lover.

I need a drink, and you know why.

I bet you know why. I bet you know why.