Moon Over Bourbon Street sing and play along

There's a moon y years a over Bourbon that Street be tonight.

of what I am.

I see fac noes as they pass beneath the pale nocent lamp

I've I no choice er show but to follow outside that call,

at night and the bright gle lights,

my see me the people and the moon and the all.

I pray I be this ev'ry day to be strong,

to of a a beast.

for I know what I de what I do ner must be wrong.

the thing I 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.

It was man y ev'ry over Bourbon that I the to came of New Orleans.

I was trapped no in this they pass beneath an in 'ly of lampNow I can nev er show my y face low outside at noon,

at night and you'll on gle ly my instinct the walking by the light of the moon.

The brim I be this of my hat hides the pray to of a a bove?

I've the face what I de of a sin ner and the hands the thing I love.

a priest.

Oh, you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet

while there's a moon over Bourbon

Street.

It was

She moon over Bourbon

Street.