[ti:Moon Over Bourbon Street]
[ar:sting]
[00:00.702]There's  a  moon  over  Bourbon  Street  tonight
[00:08.404]I  see  faces  as  they  pass  beneath  the  pale  lamplight
[00:15.859]I've  no  choice  but  to  follow  that  call
[00:23.859]The  bright  lights,the  people,and  the  moon  and  all
[00:31.570]I  pray  everyday  to  be  strong
[00:38.836]For  I  know  what  I  do  must  be  wrong
[00:46.339]Oh  you'll  never  see  my  shade  or  hear  the  sound  of  my  feet
[00:53.791]While  there's  a  moon  over  Bourbon  Street
[01:14.95]It  was  many  years  ago  that  I  became  what  I  am
[01:20.695]I  was  trapped  in  this  life  like  an  innocent  lamb
[01:28.248]Now  I  can  never  show  my  face  at  noon
[01:36.498]And  you'll  only  see  me  walking  by  the  light  of  the  moon
[01:44.409]The  brim  of  my  hat  hides  the  eye  of  a  beast
[01:51.177]I've  the  face  of  a  sinner  but  the  hands  of  a  priest
[01:58.829]Oh  you'll  never  see  my  shade  or  hear  the  sound  of  my  feet
[02:06.279]While  there's  a  moon  over  Bourbon  Street
[02:49.134]She  walks  everyday  through  the  streets  of  New  Orleans
[02:56.287]She's  innocent  and  young  from  a  family  of  means
[03:03.588]I  have  stood  many  times  outside  her  window  at  night
[03:11.646]To  struggle  with  my  instinct  in  the  pale  moon  light
[03:19.754]How  could  I  be  this  way  when  I  pray  to  God  above
[03:26.704]I  must  love  what  I  destroy  and  destroy  the  thing  I  love
[03:34.157]Oh  you'll  never  see  my  shade  or  hear  the  sound  of  my  feet
[03:41.590]While  there's  a  moon  over  Bourbon Street