Moon Over Bourbon Street taby ukulele według Sting

(Gm6)  (A7)  (Dm)
          (Gm6)     (A7)             (Dm)
There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
      (Gm6)         (A7)             (Dm)
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
        (Gm6)         (A7)        (Dm)
I've no choice but to follow that call
           (Dm6)       (E7)            (Bb)     (A7)
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
  (Gm6)     (A7)      (Dm)
I pray everyday to be strong
      (Gm6)       (A7)       (Dm)
For I know what I do must be wrong

Chorus:
          (Gm6)        (A7)              (Dm)
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
                (Gm6)     (A7)    (Dm) (F)(Gm)(A7)
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street
(Dm) (F)(Gm)(A7) x3

       (Gm6)     (A7)          (Dm)
It was many years ago that I became what I am
      (Gm6)           (A7)         (Dm)
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
          (Gm6)         (A7)    (Dm)
Now I can never show my face at noon
           (Dm6)      (E7)            (Bb)         (A7)
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
    (Gm6)      (A7)          (Dm)
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
         (Gm6)     (A7)           (Dm)
I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest

Chorus
    (Gm6)      (A7)            (Dm)
She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
      (Gm6)        (A7)          (Dm)
She's innocent and young, from a family of means
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I have stood many times outside her window at night
   (Dm6)            (E7)            (Bb)     (A7)
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
            (Gm6)  (A7)        (Dm)
How could I be this way when I pray to God above?
       (Gm6)          (A7)        (Dm)
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love

Chorus