Moon Over Bourbon Street (Live In Paris)
There＇s a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I＇ve no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you＇ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
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 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
Moon Over Bourbon Street (Live In Paris)LRC歌词
[00:00.29]There＇s a moon over bourbon street tonight
[00:06.83]I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
[00:15.76]I＇ve no choice but to follow that call
[00:21.02]The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
[00:30.62]I pray everyday to be strong
[00:37.70]For I know what I do must be wrong
[00:45.99]Oh you＇ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[00:53.39]While there＇s a moon over bourbon street
[01:13.30]It was many years ago that I became what I am
[01:20.38]I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
[01:27.79]Now I can never show my face at noon
[01:34.37]And you＇ll only see me walking by the light of the moon
[01:43.60]The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
[01:50.62]I＇ve the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
[01:57.28]Oh you＇ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[02:05.50]While there＇s a moon over bourbon street
[02:14.06]She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
[02:55.23]She＇s innocent and young from a family of means
[03:02.64]I have stood many times outside her window at night
[03:09.42]To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
[03:18.78]How could I be this way when I pray to god above
[03:25.53]I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
[03:33.00]Oh you＇ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[03:40.65]While there＇s a moon over bourbon street
