A Whiter Shade of Pale

Lyrics
We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels on the floor I was feelin' kinda seasick Crowd called out for more The room was hummin' harder As the ceiling grew away When we called out for another drink 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 I would not let her be One of sixteen vestal virgins Who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open 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 [Instrumental Break] We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels on the floor I was feelin' kinda seasick The crowd called out for more The room was hummin' harder As the ceiling grew away When we called out for another drink 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
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Credits
- Writers
- Gary Brooker
- Keith Reid
- Matthew Fisher