Chords
A Whiter Shade Of Pale

Key: C

Introduction:

difficulty
intermediate |||||
                                                   C/B                 Am   C/G  F 
We skipped the light Fandango
                                     F/E                                             Dm   F/C  G 
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
                         G/F                               Em7       G/D  C 
I was feeling kind of seasick
                                                         C/D                             Am   C/G  F 
But the crowd called out for more
                   F/E                                                       Dm   F/C 
The room was humming harder
 G                             G/F                       Em7  G/D  C 
As the ceiling flew away
                                   C/B                                 Am           F/C     F 
When we called out for another drink
                   F/E                                           Dm 
The waiter brought a tray
 G                             C   C/B   Am             C/G  F 
And so it was             that later
                         F/E                               Dm   F/C  G 
As the Miller told his tale
                               G/F                                         Em7       G/D 
That her face, at first just ghostly
                                     C           F                           C   G 
Turned a whiter shade of pale

                             C/B                         Am     C/G  F 
She said there is no reason
                             F/E                                       Dm   F/C  G 
And the truth is plain to see
                       G/F                                                         Em7     G/D 
But I wandered through my playing
                                 C                   C/B                 Am     C/G  F 
Cards and     would not let her be
                           F/E                                 Dm       F/C   G 
One of sixteen vestal virgins
                                   G/F                                   Em7     G/D   C 
Who were leaving for the coast
                           C/B                                                     Am  C/G 
And although my eyes were open
 F                                   F/E                                                   Dm 
They might just as well've been closed
 G                             C   C/B         Am   C/G   F                                             F/E             Dm  F/C  G 
And so it was         that later,                       as the Miller told his tale
                               G/F                                               Em7  G/D 
That her face, at first just ghostly,
                               C         F                             C         G  C  C/B  Am  F  Dm  Dm/C  G/B  G/F  Em7  G/D  C  F  G  F/A  G/B 
Turned a whiter     shade of pale

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