A Whiter Shade of Pale Songtext
von Lucy Thomas

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels ′cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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 later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah


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 have just as well have been closed

And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah

And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Whiter shade of pale
Whiter shade of pale