Show us the way to the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For we must find the next whiskey bar Or 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 a 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. Show us the way to the next pretty boy Don't ask why For we must find the next pretty boy Or if we don't find the next pretty boy 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 a boy oh you know why. Oh Moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have a boy oh you know why. Oh show us the way to the next little dollar Oh don't ask why For we must find the next little dollar Or if we don't find the next little dollar 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 dollars oh you know why Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have dollars oh you know why!