Black Label Society - Whiter Shade Of Pale - Текст песни

[Procol Harum cover]


We skipped the light fandango 

And turned cartwheels across the floor 

Yeah, I was feeling kind of seasick 

But the crowd called out for more, yeah, oh yeah

And the room was humming harder 

And as the ceiling flew away 

We called out for another drink, oh yeah

The waiter brought the tray 


And so it was that later, yeah

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 I would not let her be, oh, oh yeah

One of sixteen vestal virgins 

Who were leaving for the coast 

And oh, and my eyes were open 

They might just as well have been closed 


And so it was that later, oh

As the miller told his tale 

That her face at first just ghostly 

Turned a whiter shade of pale, oh yeah


Oh, and so it was, yeah, oh later

The miller told his tale

Yeah her face was kinda ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale, oh yeah