Alabama Song By B Brecht

Verse, *whiskey bar*}

Oh, show *me/us/us* the way to the next *whiskey bar*

Oh, don't ask why

*No/Oh/No*, don't ask why

For we must find *the/our/the* next *whiskey bar*

Or if we don't find *the/our/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



{Chorus, *whiskey*}

Oh, Moon of Alabama,

it's time to say good-bye

We've lost our good ol' mama,

and must have *whiskey*, oh, you know why



{chorus, *whiskey*}



{verse, *little dollar*}

{chorus, *dollar*}

{chorus, *dollar}



{verse, *little girl*}

{chorus, *little girl*}



Oh, Moon of Alabama,

it's time to say auf veidersahn [German good-bye]

We've lost our good ol' mama,

and must have little girl, oh, you know why

You know why

You know why