31 October 1980Metropol, Berlin, GermanyComposers : Gary Brooker, Keith Reid, Matthew FisherThis song is Procol Harum coverThe Band :Lead Guitar - Cliff GoodwinBass - Howard HershKeyboards - Larry MarshallPiano,Arranger - Mitch ChakourDrums - B.J. WilsonVocals - Maxine GreeneVocals - Ann LangVocals - D.E. WashburneLyrics :We skipped the light fandangoTurned cartwheels 'cross the floorI was feeling kinda seasickBut crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderAs the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkThe waiter brought a trayAnd so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of paleShe said:"There is no reasonAnd the truth is plain to see."As I wandered through my playing cardsAnd would not let her beOne of sixteen vestal virginsWho were leaving for the coastAnd although my eyes were openThey might just as well been closedAnd so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleHer face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of paleGuitar Solo :And so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first was ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of pale