Тональность
C Am F Dm G7 Em G7 C F G7 C Am We skipped the light fandango F Dm and turned cartwheels 'cross the floor G7 Em G7 I was feeling kind of sea sick C Am Em but the crowd called out for more F Dm the room was humming harder G7 Em G7 As the ceiling flew away C Am Em When we called out for another drink F Dm the waiter brought a tray Chorus: G7 C And so it was that later F Dm As the miller told his tale G7 Em That her face at first just ghostly G7 C F C 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 sixteen vessel virgins who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well've been closed Chorus
