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moon over bourbon street
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theres a moon over bourbon street tonight
i see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
ive no choice but to follow that call
the bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
i pray everyday to be strong
for i know what i do must be wrong
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
it was many years ago that i became what i am
i was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
now i can never show my face at noon
and youll only see me walking by the light of the moon
the brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
she walks everyday through the streets of new orleans
shes innocent and young, from a family of means
i have stood many times outside her window at night
to struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
how could i be this way when i pray to god above?
i must love what i destroy and destroy the thing i love
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
theres a moon over bourbon street tonight
i see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
ive no choice but to follow that call
the bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
i pray everyday to be strong
for i know what i do must be wrong
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
it was many years ago that i became what i am
i was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
now i can never show my face at noon
and youll only see me walking by the light of the moon
the brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
she walks everyday through the streets of new orleans
shes innocent and young, from a family of means
i have stood many times outside her window at night
to struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
how could i be this way when i pray to god above?
i must love what i destroy and destroy the thing i love
oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
while theres a moon over bourbon street
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