Alabama Song (whisky Bar) Songtext

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 momma.

And must have whiskey,

Oh you know why.



Oh moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye.

We've lost our good old momma.

And must have whiskey,

Oh you know why.



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 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 momma

And must have whiskey,

Oh you know why.



Originally from Kurt Weill and Bertolt Brecht's 1929 opera "Aufsteig Und Fall Der Stadt Mahagonny".