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A Rum Tale - Procol Harum



     
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She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good
I've taken to drinking and given up food
I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun
I'll hide from the natives, live only on rumI'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it down
If no one will pay me I'll burn down the town
I'll rent out an aircraft and print on the sky
If God likes my story then maybe He'll buyI'm buying a ticket for places unknown
It's only a one way, I'm not coming home
She's swallowed my secret and taken my name
To follow my footsteps and knobble me lame

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Procol Harum's claim to fame is 'A Whiter Shade of Pale', a huge hit in 1967. They differ from most of the progressive rock bands of the 70s in the relatively prominent blues component to their sound, which is 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. Procol Harum (formed 1967, London, England) is arguably the most successful "accidental" group creation -- that is...

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