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Well, 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 old mama

And must have whiskey, oh, you know why

Well ,show me the way to the next pretty boy

Oh, don't ask why

Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way to the next little boy

Oh, don't ask why

Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find

The next little boy

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 old mama

And must have whiskey, oh, you know why