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Alabama Song

from Graveyard Dirt by Synth Widow

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Oh, show us 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 mamma
And now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why

Oh show us the way to the next pretty boy!
Oh don't ask why, oh, don't ask why!
Oh show us the way to the next little dollar!
Oh don't ask why, oh don't ask why!
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 goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And now must have whiskey
Oh, you know why

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from Graveyard Dirt, released February 5, 2022
Lyrics by Bertold Brecht and Elisabeth Hauptman, 1925
Music by Kurt Weill,1927
Styled by Lotte Lenye, 1930

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