C Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7C Am We skipped the light fandangoF Dm turned cartwheels 'cross the floorG Em G7 I was feeling kinda seasickC Am Em but the crowd called out for moreF Dm The room was humming harderG Em G7 as the ceiling flew awayC Am Em When we called out for another drinkF Dm the waiter brought a trayG7 C Cmaj7 Am C And so it was that laterF Dm as the miller told his taleG Em that her face, at first just ghostly,G7 C F C G7 C turned a whiter shade of paleC Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7C Am She said, 'There is no reasonF Dm and the truth is plain to see.'G Em G7 But I wandered through my playing cardsC Am Em and would not let her beF Dm one of sixteen vestal virginsG Em G7 who were leaving for the coastC Am Em and although my eyes were openF Dm they might have just as well've been closedG7 C Cmaj7 Am C And so it was that laterF Dm as the miller told his taleG Em that her face, at first just ghostly,G7 C F C G7 C turned a whiter shade of paleC Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7 * Alternate: Capo IIIC = AAm = F#mF = DDm = BmEm = C#mG = EG7 = E7Cmaj7 = Amaj7
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Procol Harum
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- Am
- Amaj7
- Bm
- C
- C#m4
- Cmaj7
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- Dm
- E
- E7
- Em
- F
- F#m
- G
- G7
Tom: