A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Procol Harum
Words by Keith Reid, Music by Gary Brooker
Verse-1:
C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
We sk | ipped the light fa | ndango | |
F | F/E | Dm | | Dm/C |
turne | d cartwheels ’cross the | floor | | |
G | G/F | Em | G7/D |
I was fe | eling kinda s | easick | |
C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
but the c | rowd called out | for more | |
F | F/E | Dm | | Dm/C |
The room | was humming | harder | | |
G | G/F | Em | G7/D |
as the c | eiling flew a | way | |
C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
When we cal | led out for anot | her dri | nk |
F | F/E | Dm |
the wait | er brought a | tray |
Chorus
G | C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
And so it w | as, | ___ that lat | er,___ | _ |
F | F/E | Dm | | Dm/C |
as the m | iller told his t | ale | | |
G | G/F | Em | G7/D |
that | her face, at first j | ust ghostly, | |
| C | F | C | G7 |
turned a wh | iter | shade of | pale | |
Verse-2:
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She said, ’There is no reason |
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and the truth is plain to see.’ |
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But I wandered through my playing cards |
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one of sixteen vestal virgins |
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who were leaving for the coast |
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and although my eyes were open |
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they might have just as well’ve been closed |
Chorus
G | C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
And so it w | as, | ___ that lat | er,___ | _ |
F | F/E | Dm | | Dm/C |
as the m | iller told his t | ale | | |
G | G/F | Em | G7/D |
that | her face, at first j | ust ghostly, | |
| C | F | C | G7 |
turned a wh | iter | shade of | pale | |
Chorus
G | C | C/B | Am | Am/G |
And so it w | as, | ___ that lat | er,___ | _ |
F | F/E | Dm | | Dm/C |
as the m | iller told his t | ale | | |
G | G/F | Em | G7/D |
that | her face, at first j | ust ghostly, | |
| C | F | C | G7 |
turned a wh | iter | shade of | pale | |