Alabama Song

Well, show me the way to the next whisky bar.
Oh, don’t ask why. Oh, don’t ask why.

Show me the way to the next whisky bar.
Oh, don’t ask why. Oh, don’t ask why.

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
We now must say goodbye.
We’ve lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why.

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye.
We’ve lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why.

Well, show me the way to the next little girl
Oh, don’t ask why. Oh, don’t ask why.

Show me the way to the next little girl
Oh, don’t ask why. Oh, don’t ask why.

For if we don’t 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.

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye.
We’ve lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why.

Interestingly enough New Haven is not only the home of Louis’ Lunch (birthplace of the Hamburger, just Onion, Lettuce, and Tomato- don’t bother asking for anything else they don’t serve it that way) and Pepe’s Pizza (arguably the best there is), it’s also got the second highest Violent crime rate per capita (2014 FBI statistics) among Medium sized cities (100,000 to 250,000 population) with 1054 per 100,000 (Hartford has 1104, Bridgeport didn’t make the top 10 nationally and is the largest) cities in Connecticut. For comparison New York has a rate of 597 and even Bloody Chicago a mere 884.

Now admittedly Detroit is a little dangerous among large cities (of whom there are 76) at 1989 (I mention it both because it was #1 and I was born in Michigan) but you know who was first among the Medium sizers?

Birmingham, Alabama- 1588.

New Haven has a lot to be proud of including being the site of Benedict Arnold’s home and Pharmacy (yeah, he was born in Norwich to a family of Rhode Islanders, so what? He’s my favorite traitor.), but among places in Connecticut that I don’t care to wander in after dark it definitely makes the list (we also have a variety of hook handed mass murderers roaming the woods I was told by my Camp Councilors).

It’s also where Jim Morrison was arrested on December 10th, 1967 for allegedly exposing himself (wardrobe malfunction?).

Have I told you about the Cotton Gin, Revolvers, and Nutmeg yet?

Alabama Song

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