Willie Nelson – Whiter Shade Of Pale

[ with Waylon Jennings ]

We skipped the light fandango and turned cartwheels cross the floor

I was feeling kind of 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 brough 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

[ guitar ]

She said there is no reason for the truth is plain to see

But I wondered why my playing cards just would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins were leaving for the coast

Although both my eyes were wide open they might just have well been closed

And so it was that later…