Alabama song — текст песни (doors)

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 now why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We`ve lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now 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 now why