Whiter Shade Of Pale
~~Instrumental~~

By Giovanni



Lyrics For Procol Harum




We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
And the waiter brought a tray



And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale



She said, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well been closed



And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale













 

 

 


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