Текст песни Doors -  Alabama song   
                                        Doors -  Alabama song слова песни 
                                    
                                    
                             
                            
                            
                                
     
 
                                                                     
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