Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Alabama Song
Marianne Faithfull - Alabama Song слова песни
Oh, show me the way to the next whisky bar,
Oh, don`t ask why, oh, don`t ask why!
For we must find the next whisky bar
For if we don`t find the 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 good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have whisky, oh you know why!
Oh, moon of Alabama,
We now must say good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have whisky, oh you know why!
Oh, show me the way to the next pretty boy,
Oh, don`t ask why, oh, don`t ask why!
CD UK Reverso 74321-38656-2
Promo Picture Disk (sleeve above)
Released 02 09 1996
For we must find the next pretty boy,
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 good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have boys, oh you know why!
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have boys, oh you know why!
Oh, show me the way to the next little dollar,
Oh, don`t ask why, oh, don`t ask why!
For we 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 good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have dollars, oh you know why!
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say good-bye.
We`ve lost our good old mamma
And must have dollars, oh you know why!
Thank you, thank you very much. Welcome to the New Morning.