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Tom: A
Intro: A  A/Ab  F#m  E  D  A/Db  Bm  A  E  D  A/Db  Bm  A D A E
 
Verse 1:
A     A/Ab                 F#m      E
   We skipped the light fandango
D             A/Db                  Bm     A
   and turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
E        D               A/Db      Bm
   I was feeling kind of sea sick
A          A/Ab                 F#m   E
   but the crowd called out for more
D      A/Db             Bm     A
   the room was humming harder
E         D             A/Db  Bm
   As the ceiling flew away
A          A/Ab            F#m    E
   When we called out for another drink
D      A/Db             Bm     E
   the waiter brought a tray
 
Chorus:
          A  A/Ab  F#m    E
And so it was that later
D         A/Db            Bm     A
   As the miller told his tale
E           D                  A/Db     Bm
   That her face at first just ghostly
            A      D        A     E
   Turned a whiter shade of pale
 
Intro: 
 
Verse 2:
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 vessel virgins
who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might just as well’ve been closed
 
Chorus:
          A  A/Ab  F#m    E
And so it was that later
D         A/Db            Bm     A
   As the miller told his tale
E           D                  A/Db     Bm
   That her face at first just ghostly
            A      D        A     E
   Turned a whiter shade of pale
 
 
A  A/Ab  F#m  E  D  A/Db  Bm  A  E  D  A/Db  Bm  A D A E
 
 
Chorus:
          A  A/Ab  F#m    E
And so it was that later
D         A/Db            Bm     A
   As the miller told his tale
E           D                  A/Db     Bm
   That her face at first just ghostly
            A      D        A     E
   Turned a whiter shade of pale