12. A Whiter Shade Of Pale (Bonus Track)
(Words By Keith Reid. Music By Gary Brooker)
Originally published by Tro-Essex Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
the crowd called out for more
And 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 have been closed
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