(K. Reid/ G. Brooker)

Producers for Bonnie: Hugh Murphy/ Ronnie Scott/ Steve Wolfe



We skipped the light fandango 

Turned cartwheels cross the floor 

I was feeling kind of seasick 

The crowd called out for more 

The room was hummin' harder 

As the ceiling flew away 

When we called out for another drink 

The waiter brought a tray, so 



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 

As I wander through my playing cards 

I could not let her be 

One of sixteen vestal virgins 

Who were leavin' for the coast 

And although my eyes were open 

They might just as well have been closed 



*repeat 2 times 

Turned a whiter shade of pale