A Whiter Shade Of Pale

Intro:  C C/B  Am Am/G  F F/E  Dm Dm/C  G G/F  Em Em/D  C F  G F G

C    C/B                              Am Am/G   F                   F/E         Dm      Dm/C  
We skipped the light fandango             turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
G       G/F                 Em Em/D      C             C/B                              Am     Am/G
I was feeling kinda seasick            but the crowd called out for more
F              F/E                      Dm Dm/C     G  G/F                      Em Em/D  
The room was humming harder            as the ceiling flew away
C                   C/B                    Am Am/G   F           F/E                  Dm
When we called out for another drink   the waiter brought a tray

G7             C      C/B        Am    Am/G.   F         F/E                  Dm  Dm/C
And so it was,       that later,                as the miller told his tale
G           G/F                       Em        Em/D.                C          F            C    G6add11 G6
that her face, at first just ghostly,            turned a whiter shade of pale

C C/B  Am Am/G  F F/E  Dm Dm/C  G G/F  Em Em/D  C F  G F G

She said there is no reason            and the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards   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 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

C C/B  Am Am/G  F F/E  Dm Dm/C  G G/F  Em Em/D  C F  G

And so it was, that later,  as the miller told his tale...