A Whiter Shade of Pale Chords by Joe Cocker

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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ We [G#m] skipped the line of [F#m] Fandango _ [A] Turned _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ cartwheels across [Bm] the floor _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ I [D] was feeling [C#m] kind of _ seasick
[B] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ The [G#m] crowd [A] called out [F#m] for more _
[A] The _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C#m] room was a [Bm] hum of monder _
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[D] As the sea lamp flew [C#m] away _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ When we [E] called out [F#m] for another drink
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The [C#m] waiter _ [Bm] brought a tray _ _
_ [A] And so it was _ [E] That _ _ _ [F#m] later _
_ As [D] _ _ _ _ _
[A] the miller told his [Bm] tale _
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[D] That her face at first [C#m] just gorse-like _
[E] _ _ _ [A] Turned to whining
[D] _ _ She [E] ate up hell
_ She _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G#m] said there is [F#m] no reason
[E] The _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ truth is [Bm] plain to see _
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I [D] wandered [C#m] through my playing [Bm] cards
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[G#m] And would not [F#m] let her be _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ One [C#m] of sixteen [Bm] Vestal Virgins _
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[D] While leaving [C#m] for the coast _
[Bm] And _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] although my [F#m] eyes were [A] open
_ _ _ [D] _ _ They'd [C#m] mine just as well [Bm] been closed _ _
[E] _ And [C#m] so [A] it was [E] That _ _ _ [F#m] later _ _
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[C#m] As the miller [Bm] told his tale _
_ [A] Her _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ face at first [C#m] just gorse-like _
[B] _ _ _ [A] Turned to whining _
[D] _ _ She [E] ate up _ _ hell
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And so [A] it was _ [E] That _ _ _ [F#m] later _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] As the miller told [Bm] his tale _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ That her [D] face at first just [C#m] gorse-like _
[E] _ _ [A] Turned to whining _ _
[D] _ She ate [A] up hell
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