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A Whiter Shade of Pale

Procol Harum

℗ 1967 Deram Records DM 126

Procol Harum • 1967 • A Whiter Shade of Pale

«A Whiter Shade of Pale» is the debut song by the British band PROCOL HARUM.

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A Whiter Shade of Pale

(Reid — Brooker)

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

And so it was that later…

Lime Street Blues

(Reid — Brooker)

Lime Street in the afternoon
Everybody crazy as a coon
I'm running round in my underpants
Trying to find some kinda romance

Quarter past three sic on Lime Street
I got whipped right offa my feet
Didn't realize that I'd been caught
Till I found myself in the County Court

Oh Lime Street, Lime Street
Lime Street, that's where we meet

'Mr Judge,' I said, 'Won't you please be kind
Have pity on me, a poor orphan child?'
Mr Judge he says with a long mean frown
'Orphan or not, you're going down!'

Well I screamed on my knees in the witness box
'Lord have mercy on my golden locks.'
The judge I could see that he was snide
He says, 'The only kind of blonde you are's a peroxide!'

Oh Lime Street, Lime Street
Lime Street, that's where we meet

Oh Lime Street, Lime Street
Lime Street, that's where we meet