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 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 And must have whiskey, oh, you know why  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 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 And must have whiskey, oh, you know why