A Whiter Shade of Pale Procol Harum
[C] We skipped the light fan[Am]dango[Em]
[F] Turned cartwheels 'cross the [Dm]floor [Dm] [F]
[G] I was feeling kinda [Em]seasick [G7]
[C] But the crowd called out for [Am]more [Em]
[F] The room was humming [Dm]harder [Dm] [F]
[G] As the ceiling flew a[Em]way [G7]
[C] When we called out for a[Am]nother [Em]drink
[F] The waiter brought a [Dm]tray.
[G]And so it [C]was that [Am]lat[Em]er
[F] As the miller told his [Dm]tale [Dm] [F]
[G] That her face, at first just [Em]ghostly, [G7]
Turned a [C]whiter[F] shade of [C]pale.[G7]
[C] She said, "I'm home on a [Am]shore leave,"[Em]
[F] Though in truth waved at [Dm]sea[Dm] [F]
[G] So I took her by the [Em]looking [G7]glass
[C] Would not let her [Am]berathe[Em],
[F] Saying, "You must be the [Dm]mermaid[Dm] [F]
[G] That took Neptune for a [Em]ride."[G7]
[C] She smiled at me so [Am]sadly[Em]
[F] That my anger straightway [Dm]died.
[G]And so it [C]was that [Am]lat[Em]er
[F] As the miller told his [Dm]tale [Dm] [F]
[G] That her face, at first just [Em]ghostly, [G7]
Turned a [C]whiter[F] shade of [C]pale. [G7]
[C] She said, "There is no [Am]reason [Em]
[F] And the truth is plain to [Dm]see." [Dm] [F]
[G] But I wandered through my [Em]playing cards [G7]
[C] And would not let her [Am]be [Em]
[F] One of sixteen vestal [Dm]virgins [Dm] [F]
[G] Who were leaving for the [Em]coast [G7]
[C] And although my eyes were [Am]ope[Em]n
[F] They might have just as well been [Dm]closed.
[G]And so it [C]was that [Am]lat[Em]er
[F] As the miller told his [Dm]tale [Dm] [F]
[G] That her face, at first just [Em]ghostly, [G7]
Turned a [C]whiter[F] shade of [C]pale.[G7]
[C] If music be the [Am]food of love[Em]
[F] Then laughter is it's [Dm]queen[Dm] [F]
[G] And likewise if behind is [Em]in front[G7]
[C] Then dirt in truth is [Am]clean[Em]
[F] My mouth by then like [Dm]cardboard[Dm] [F]
[G] Seemed to slip straight through my [Em]head[G7]
[C] So we crash dived straightway [Am]quickly[Em]
[F] And attacked the ocean [Dm]bed.
[G]And so it [C]was that [Am]lat[Em]er
[F] As the miller told his [Dm]tale [Dm] [F]
[G] That her face, at first just [Em]ghostly, [G7]
Turned a [C]whiter[F] shade of [C]pale.[G7]
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