Alabama song (Whiskey bar) — текст песни (Doors, The)

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