A Whiter Shade Of Pale(Chords)

	        
Introdução: C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dm Dm/C G/B G/F Em7 G/D C F G F/A G/B C 

                         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 
Interlude: C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dm Dm/C G/B G/F Em7 G/D C F G F/A G/B  C 
              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
	        

Written by Gary Brooker and Mathew Fisher