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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Eyden
Drums
David Knights
Bass Guitar
Gary Brooker
Piano
Robb Royer
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Brooker
Songwriter
Keith Reid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Denny Cordell
Producer
Lyrics
First time, we got new album out, uhm
Yeah, thank you very much
(One, two, three, four)
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But 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 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
Would not let her be
One of 16 vestal virgins
We're leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well 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 later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
Writer(s): Keith Reid, Gary Brooker
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