Джим Моррисон
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The Doors

Well, show me the way

To the next wisky bar

Oh, do not ask why

Oh, do not ask why

For if we do not find

The next wisky 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:]

Oh moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We have lost our good old mama

And must have wisky, oh, you know why!

Oh moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We have lost our good old mama

And must have wisky, oh, you know why!



Well, show me the way

To the next little girl

Oh, do not ask why

Oh, do not ask why

For if we do not 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



[Chorus:]

Oh moon of Alabama

We now must say goodbye

We have lost our good old mama

And must have wisky, oh, you know why!