A Whiter Shade of Pale
Keith Reid and Gary Brooker (Procul Harum)

[C] We skipped the light fan [Am] dango

[F] And turned cartwheels across the [Dm] floor

[G] I was feeling kind of [Em] seasick [G7]

[C] But the crowd called out for [Am] more [Em]

[F] The room was humming [Dm] harder

[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

Chorus

     [G13] And so it [C6] was [Cmaj7]      that   [Am] later [C]

     [F] As the miller told his [Dm] tale

     [G7] Turned a [C] whiter [F] shade of [C] pale [G7] [C]

She said "There is no reason,

And the truth is plain to see,"

But I wandered through my playing cards

And would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

They might just as well have been closed

Chorus