20th Century Blues

Alabama Song

from 20th Century Blues

  1. Alabama Song
(Kurt Weill, Bertolt Brecht) 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! 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!