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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"In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence"
(Gary Brooker - Keith Reid)
Intro:
C
/ [drum fill]
Verse 1:
C Fm
In the wee small hours of sixpence
C Fm
And the lighted chandelier
Dm Em F C
Stands a rusty old retainer
Abdim [N.C.] C/G
Whose old eyes are filled with tears
For his master, good Sir Gallant
Who is now off to the wars
And although his eyes are crying
We know grief is not the cause
Chorus 1:
F F#dim C
And if grief is not the reason
F F#dim C
He must be of sterner stuff
F Am/E Dm
And his sword, though old and rusty
G /F /E /D
Must be blunt as sharp enough
Verse 2:
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the broken windowpane
Stand the remnants of the evening
Who are waiting all in vain
For the crowing of the cockroach
Sure as morning is not night
But the air is filled with silence
And the day bright is not light
Chorus 2:
But still darkness is no reason
We are men of sterner stuff
And our swords, though old and rusty
Still are blunt as sharp enough
Instrumental break [key changes to D]:
D Bm D/A Bm
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
G Bm/F# Em A /G /F# /E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Verse 3:
D Gm
In the wee small hours of sixpence
D Gm
And the hat stand in the hall
Em F#m G D
Waiting only for the morning
Bbdim [N.C.] D/A
Shadows flitting 'cross the wall
And perhaps that old retainer
Who now giving of his all
May have once been just as we are
And now has no face at all
Chorus 3:
G G#dim D
But still grief was not the reason
G G#dim D
He was made of sterner stuff
G Bm/F# Em
And his sword, though old and rusty
A /G /F# /E
Still was blunt as sharp enough
D Bm D [end cold]
/ / / / / / / / /
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
#-----------------------------------------------------------------------------#
"In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence"
(Gary Brooker - Keith Reid)
Intro:
C
/ [drum fill]
Verse 1:
C Fm
In the wee small hours of sixpence
C Fm
And the lighted chandelier
Dm Em F C
Stands a rusty old retainer
Abdim [N.C.] C/G
Whose old eyes are filled with tears
For his master, good Sir Gallant
Who is now off to the wars
And although his eyes are crying
We know grief is not the cause
Chorus 1:
F F#dim C
And if grief is not the reason
F F#dim C
He must be of sterner stuff
F Am/E Dm
And his sword, though old and rusty
G /F /E /D
Must be blunt as sharp enough
Verse 2:
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the broken windowpane
Stand the remnants of the evening
Who are waiting all in vain
For the crowing of the cockroach
Sure as morning is not night
But the air is filled with silence
And the day bright is not light
Chorus 2:
But still darkness is no reason
We are men of sterner stuff
And our swords, though old and rusty
Still are blunt as sharp enough
Instrumental break [key changes to D]:
D Bm D/A Bm
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
G Bm/F# Em A /G /F# /E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Verse 3:
D Gm
In the wee small hours of sixpence
D Gm
And the hat stand in the hall
Em F#m G D
Waiting only for the morning
Bbdim [N.C.] D/A
Shadows flitting 'cross the wall
And perhaps that old retainer
Who now giving of his all
May have once been just as we are
And now has no face at all
Chorus 3:
G G#dim D
But still grief was not the reason
G G#dim D
He was made of sterner stuff
G Bm/F# Em
And his sword, though old and rusty
A /G /F# /E
Still was blunt as sharp enough
D Bm D [end cold]
/ / / / / / / / /
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
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