Moon Over Bourbon Street

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VERSE 1
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There's a moon ov-er Bour-bon Street to-night,
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 I see fa-ces as they pass be-neath the pale lamp-light.
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I've no choice but to fol-low that call;
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the bright lights, the peo-ple, and the moon and all.
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 I pray eve-ry-day to be strong,
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For I know what I do must be wrong.

REFRAIN
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Oh, you'll nev-er see my shade
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or hear the sound of my feet
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while there's a moon ov-er Bour-bon Street.

VERSE 2
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It was ma-ny years a-go that I be-came what I am.
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 I was trapped in this life like an in-no-cent lamb.
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Now I can nev-er show my face at noon,
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And you'll on-ly see me walk-ing
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by the light of the moon.
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 The brim of my hat hides the eye of  a beast.
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I've the face of  a sin-ner but the hands of  a priest.

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VERSE 3
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 She walks eve-ry-day through the streets of New Or-leans.
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She's in-no-cent and young from a fam-'ly of means.
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 I have stood man-y times out-side her win-dow at night,
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To strug-gle with my in-stinct in the pale moon-light.
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How  could I be this way when I pray to God a-bove?
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 I must love what I de-stroy and de-stroy the thing I love
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Oh you'll nev-er see my shade 
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or hear the sound of my feet
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while there's a moon ov-er Bour-bon Street.

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