Oh, show us 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 mamma
And now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
Oh show us the way to the next pretty boy
Oh don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Oh show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh don't ask why
Oh don't ask why
For 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 now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
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Oh, show us 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 mamma
And now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
Oh show us the way to the next pretty boy
Oh don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Oh show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh don't ask why
Oh don't ask why
For 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 now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
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 mamma
And now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
Oh show us the way to the next pretty boy
Oh don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Oh show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh don't ask why
Oh don't ask why
For 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 now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why
Writer: Kurt Weill, Bertolt Brecht
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.