Alabama Song

Brecht, Weill / the Doors: the Doors (1967)

Am F#m D7 F#m D7
Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar - Oh, don't ask why; Oh, don't ask why!
Am F#m D7 F#m D7
Show me the way To the next whiskey bar - Oh, don't ask why; Oh, don't ask why!
 
Am F#m D7
For if we don't find The next whiskey bar; I tell you we must die,
F#m D7 F#m D7
I tell you we must die - I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die!
F B
Oh, moon of Alabama, We now must say goodbye.
G Gm C C7 F
We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why.
 
F E
Oh, moon of Alabama, We now must say goodbye.
Eb F C C7 F
We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why! - Yeah
 
Show me the way to the next pretty girl - Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why 
Show me the way to the next pretty girl - Oh don't ask why, oh, don't ask why 
For if we don't find the next pretty 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. 
F B G Gm C C7 F
Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama - And must have whiskey, oh, you now why - Yeah! 
 
Show me the way to the next little dollar - Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why 
Show me 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 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. 
F B G Gm C C7 F
Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama - And must have whiskey, oh, you now why - Yeah! 


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