Whiter Shade Of Pale   (Procul Harum) - STING 21411   (Paul Bristow)

 

(Opener): SIDES FACE GRAND SQUARE

We skipped the light fandango

 - turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick

 - but the crowd called out for more

FOUR LADIES CHAIN – and so it was that later

CHAIN THEM HOME – as the miller told his tale

Promenade – that her face, at first just ghostly

 - turned a whiter shade of pale

 

 

(Figure): FOUR LADIES CHAIN THREE QUARTERS – and the HEADS PROMENADE HALFWAY

HEADS LEAD RIGHT and STAR THRU – BOYS WALK, GIRLS DODGE – I say – SINGLE HINGE

GIRLS you TRADE – and then you SWING THRU – SWING your Girl and you PROMENADE

Her face, at first just ghostly

 - turned a whiter shade of pale

 

 

(Middle Break): SIDES FACE GRAND SQUARE

She said, 'There is no reason and the truth is plain to see…'
 - but I wandered through my playing cards

 - and would not let her be

 

 

(Closer): SIDES FACE GRAND SQUARE

She said, 'I'm home on shore leave…'

 - though in truth we were at sea
 - so I took her by the looking glass and forced her to agree

 

 

(Tag): You SWING your Girl – That her face, at first just ghostly

                                                                      - turned a whiter shade of pale

 

 

ORIGINAL LYRICS:

 

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 that 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 - and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins - who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open - they might have just as well've been closed

 

She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,' - though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass - and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid - who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly - that my anger straightway died

 

If music be the food of love - then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front - then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard - seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly - and attacked the ocean bed