Alabama Song

The 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