Moon Over Bourbon Street

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There's a moon over Bourbon Street this nighttonightat night

I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that falltallcall

The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be

For I know what I do must be

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my

While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

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I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon

While there's a moon over Bourbon Street
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast

It was many years ago that I became what I am
I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Now I can�never show my face at noon

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She walks everyday along the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window in the night
To struggle with my instinct in the white moon light
How could I be this way when I pray to God above
I�should love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my steps

While there's a moon over Bourbon Street