Sting_Moon Over Bourbon Street

There's a

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moon over

Bourbon Street

tonight

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I see

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faces as they

pass beneath the

pale

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lamp

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light

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I've no

choice but to

follow that

call

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the

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bright lights, the

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people, and the

moon and

all

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I pray every

day to be

strong

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for I

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know what I

do must be

wrong

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Oh you'll

never see my

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shade or hear the

sound of my feet

while there's a

moon over

Bourbon

Street

It was

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many years

ago that I be

came

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what

I am

I was

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trapped in this

life like an

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nocent

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lamb

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now I

never show my

face at

noon

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and

C♯dim

you'll only see me

F♯7

walking by the

light of the

moon

the

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brim of my

hat hides the

eye

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of a

beast

I've the

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face of a

sinner but the

hands

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of a

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priest

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Oh you'll

never see my

B/f♯

shade or hear the

sound of my feet

while there's a

moon over

Bourbon

Street

She

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walks every

day through the

streets of

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New Or

leans

She's

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innocent and

young from a

fami

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ly of

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means

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I have

stood many

times outside her

window

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night

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C♯dim

struggle with my

F♯7

instinct in the

pale moon

light

How

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could I be this

way when I

pray to

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God above

I must

F♯m7b5

love what I

destroy and de

stroy the

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thing I

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love

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Oh you'll

never see my

B/f♯

shade or hear the

sound of my feet

while there's a

moon over

Bourbon

Street

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