Biography:
Procol Harum is a British rock band formed in London, England, in 1967. They contributed to the development of progressive rock, and by extension, symphonic rock. The band's claim to fame is 'A Whiter Shade of Pale', a huge hit in 1967. The band differed from most of the progressive rock bands of the 70s in the relatively prominent blues component to their sound, largely due to the voice and piano of leader Gary Brooker. In the early years, Matthew Fisher's organ and Robin Trower's guitar combined for a unique sound.
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Other songs:
- A Whiter Shade Of Pale
- A Rum Tale
- A Salty Dog
- A Souvenir Of London
- About To Die
- An Old English Dream
- As Strong As Samson
- Beyond The Pale
- Boredom
- Branyard Story
- Bringing Home
- Cerdes
- Christmas Camel
- Conquistador
- Crucifiction Lane
- Dead Mans Dream
- Devil Came From Kansas
- Fires Which Burnt Brightly
- For Liquorice John
- Good Captain Clack
- Grand Hotel
- Homburg
- Kaleidoscope
- Long Gone Geek
- Magdalene My Regal Zonophone
- Neighbour
- Nothing But The Truth
- Nothing That I Didnt Know
- Piggy Pig Pig
- Pilgrims Progress
- Quite Rightly So
- Salad Days
- Shadow Boxed
- She Wandered Through
- Skip Softly My Moonbeams
- Soldier
- Something Following Me
- Still There Be More
- Sunday Morning
- The Idol
- The Only One
- The Truth Wont Fade Away
- Too Much Between Us
- Tv Ceasar
- Wee Small Hours
- Whaling Stories
- Wish Me Well
- Your Own Choice
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Wish me well (Brooker / Reid)
Intro Gm D7 Gm D7
Em B7
Our local picture house
D7 G
was showing a Batman movie
G Am
You see this guy fly up in the sky,
D7 G
I thought to myself, 'Why shouldn't I?'
Em B7
So I bought a pair of wings,
D7 G
went up upon a wall
G Am
I was about to jump into the air
D7 G
when a guy from the street called
G
He said, 'Hey wait a minute!
C D
Don't you realize the danger?
G C D
What do you think you are, some kind of angel?'
I considered for a minute,
realized he spoke the truth.
For the barbells on my eyelids
only emphasised my youth
and the sawdust in my plimsolls
means the same to him as me
But that's neither here nor further,
so I spoke considerately
'Now if you understand
just what I'm trying to say,
whatever you do, don't grin,
you'll give the game away!'
By now a crowd had gathered
and it seemed that all was lost
In the anger of the moment
I had diced with death and lost
It seemed to me the time was right
so I burst into song
In the anger of the moment
the crowd began to sing along
I could not see a way out
of this predicament
Just then a breeze came through the trees
and up in the air I went
D Dadd9 Dm D
C# F# F#m B
I must have flown a mile,
or maybe it was eight
Thought to myself pretty soon
I'd hit the Golden Gates
Just then a passing bird
for no reason I could see
took a peck at my wings and
that was the end of me
I went down, hit the ground
faster than the speed of sound
Luckily I broke no bones only
tore my underclothes
outro G C D D
Intro Gm D7 Gm D7
Em B7
Our local picture house
D7 G
was showing a Batman movie
G Am
You see this guy fly up in the sky,
D7 G
I thought to myself, 'Why shouldn't I?'
Em B7
So I bought a pair of wings,
D7 G
went up upon a wall
G Am
I was about to jump into the air
D7 G
when a guy from the street called
G
He said, 'Hey wait a minute!
C D
Don't you realize the danger?
G C D
What do you think you are, some kind of angel?'
I considered for a minute,
realized he spoke the truth.
For the barbells on my eyelids
only emphasised my youth
and the sawdust in my plimsolls
means the same to him as me
But that's neither here nor further,
so I spoke considerately
'Now if you understand
just what I'm trying to say,
whatever you do, don't grin,
you'll give the game away!'
By now a crowd had gathered
and it seemed that all was lost
In the anger of the moment
I had diced with death and lost
It seemed to me the time was right
so I burst into song
In the anger of the moment
the crowd began to sing along
I could not see a way out
of this predicament
Just then a breeze came through the trees
and up in the air I went
D Dadd9 Dm D
C# F# F#m B
I must have flown a mile,
or maybe it was eight
Thought to myself pretty soon
I'd hit the Golden Gates
Just then a passing bird
for no reason I could see
took a peck at my wings and
that was the end of me
I went down, hit the ground
faster than the speed of sound
Luckily I broke no bones only
tore my underclothes
outro G C D D
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Proyectosolo
Prozac+
Prozzak
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