Moon Over Bourbon Street |F#m7 |B7 |Em |Em 1. There’s a moon over Bourbon Street tonight |F#m7 |B7 |Em |Em I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamp light |C |B7 |Em |Em I've no choice but to follow that call |Am7 |F#7 |B7 |B7 the bright lights, the people, and the moon and all |F#m7 |B7 |Em |Em I pray every day to be strong |F#m7 |B7 |Em |Em for I know what I do must be wrong |C |B/F# |Em |Em Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet |C |B7 |Em |Em while there's a moon over Bourbon Street 2. 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 you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon the brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet while there's a moon over Bourbon Street. 3. She walks every day through the streets of New Orleans. She’s innocent and young from a family of means. I have stood many times outside her window at night to struggle with my instincts 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 you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet while there's a moon over Bourbon Street.