Procol Harum – A Whiter Shade Of Pale (ITA)

Accordi chitarra e testo di A Whiter Shade Of Pale dei Procol Harum
Pubblicato 1966
Tonalità originale C

I testi e gli accordi delle canzoni contenuti nel sito sono proprietà dei rispettivi autori.
La Legge n. 159 del 22 maggio 1993 ne consente l’uso solo per attività didattica, di studio e di ricerca.
Gli autori potranno richiederne la rimozione in qualsiasi momento.
L’interpretazione degli accordi è frutto di un mio lavoro individuale.






 

 

Intro

C Em Am C

F Am Dm F

G Em G

C F G

 



C     Em            Am     C
We skipped the light fandango

F       Am                    Dm     F
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor

G             Em          G        G
I was feeling kind of seasick

C           Em               Am       C
But the crowd called out for more

F     Am                Dm       F
The room was humming harder

G              Em       G       G
As the ceiling flew away

C                   Em           Am       C
When we called out for another drink

F       Am            Dm      |F  G|
The waiter brought a tray

 



           C    Em Am    C
And so it was that later

F         Am                Dm      F
As the miller told his tale

G          Em         G            G
That her face at first just ghostly

          C      F         C      G
Turned a whiter shade of pale

 


C Em Am C

F Am Dm F

G Em G

C F  G

 



C     Em                Am        C
She said there is no reason

F           Am                   Dm      F
And the truth is plain to see......

G      Em                 G           G
But I wandered through my playing cards

C       Em          Am     C
And would not let her be

F        Am                 Dm        F
One of sixteen vestal virgins

G            Em        G        G
Who were leaving for the coast

C          Em              Am     C
And although my eyes were open

F     Am                     Dm     G
They might just as well been closed

 






     

           C    Em Am    C
And so it was that later

F         Am            Dm      F
As the miller told his tale

G          Em         G             G
That her face at first just ghostly

            C      F      C      G
Turned a whiter shade of pale

 



C Em Am C

F Am Dm F

G Em G

C F C G