Oh show us the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For me must find
The next whisky bar
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 dear 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

Oh show us the way
To the next little boy
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For me must find
The next little boy
For if we don't find
The next little 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 boys, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have boys, oh, you know why

Oh show us the way
To the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For me must find
The next little dollar
For 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