A Whiter Shade of Pale piano leadsheet with chords

We skipped the light fandango,

turned cartwheels 'cross the floor.

I was feeling kind of 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,

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 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've been closed.

And so it