The Doors Lyrics
5. Alabama Song (Whisky Bar)
Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whisky 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 whisky, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, 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 whisky, oh, you know why
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