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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
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost, our good old Mama
(Mama)
And must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
Yeah
Well show me the way
To the next little girl
(Oh don't ask why)
(Oh don't ask why)
Show me the way
To the next little girl
(Oh don't ask why)
(Oh don't ask why)
For if a we don't 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)
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now, must say goodbye
We've lost, our good old Mama
(Mama)
And I must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
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