Gm7 C7 There's a moon over Bourbon Street Fm Tonight Gm7 C7 I see faces as they pass beneath the Fm Pale lamp light C# C7 I've no choice but to follow Fm That call Dm7 G7 The bright lights, the people, Gm7 C7 And the moon and all Gm7 C7 I pray every day Fm To be strong Gm7 C7 For I know what I do Fm Must be wrong C# C7 Oh you'll never see my shade Fm Or hear the sound of my feet C# C7 Fm While there's 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 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 She walks everyday 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 instinct In the pale moon light 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# C7 Dm Dm7 Fm Gm G7 Gm7 |