Lletres: The Doors. Alabama Song (whiskey Bar).
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
Tell you we must die
Tell you we must die
Tell you, tell you, tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our dear 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
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
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
Tell you we must die
Tell you we must die
Tell you, tell you, tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our dear 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
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
The Doors