Moon Of Alabama - Esther Ofarim

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!