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Alabama Song

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 must have whiskey, oh, you now why Oh, moon of Alabama

, 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 must have whisky, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama

you, I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey or you know why Oh, moon of Alabama

the sad in all his songs Something about her made him sorry She was holy in his eyes She had him bound and hypnotized She put the sad in all his songs

you going to Alabama Where the trees grow tall and green I'd like to see the Gulf of Mexico If you're going, won't you take me Are you going to Alabama

For if we don't find the next 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

Tell you, tell you, tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our dear old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama

, I tell you I will die. Oh, moon of Alabama, so high up in the sky. I lost him, I lost my lover. I need a drink. Can you guess why? Oh, moon of Alabama

the sad in all his songs Something about her made him sorry She was holy in his eyes She had him bound and hypnotized She put the sad in all his songs