Oh, moon of Alabama
I tell you we must die
We've lost our good old mama
Oh, moon of Alabama
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
For if we don't find the next little girl
For if we don't find the next whiskey bar
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why
We now must say goodbye
Show me the way to the next little girl
Oh show me the way to the next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
We've lost our good old mama
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
Show me the way to the next whiskey bar
