A WHITER SHADE OF PALE

[napman]

รอ พี่ Nap กลับไทย ได้ฟังกันสดๆ เลยครับ..ฮี่ ๆ ๆ

Your comment got me thinking, as I recalled singing this song with our "Nimit" angels backed me up ( Hattaya, pOoH, Pussyjazz, pOPPie, and few others) on the stage at Pood's new year party.

When I read it, I thought "Hey man, at my age nobody knows if I'll be able to come back to Thailand or not?"

So just in case, I picked up my trusty Martin OOO-16SGT with old strings and proceeded to upload my "LIVE" version with Karaoke back up.

Here's for you "Labour"
(and when will you going to upload your "Can't help falling in love with you" for me through YouTube?)

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda 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 brought 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

She said, 'There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed ***