Fancy

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I remember it all very well looking 
back
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Was the summer I turned eighteen
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We lived in a one room, worn-out 
shack on the outskirts of New 
Orleans
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We didn't have money for food or 
rent, to say the least we was 
hard-pressed
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And mama spent every last penny we 
had to buy me a dancin' dress
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Mama washed and combed and curled my
 hair and she painted my eyes and 
lips
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Stepped into a satin dancin' dress 
that had a slit in the side clean up
 to my hips
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It was red velvet trimming and it 
fit me good
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Staring back from the looking glass,
 there stood a woman where a 
half-grown boy had stood

[Chorus]
D                                 
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
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don't let me down
A                       B        
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
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don't let me down

[Verse 2]
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Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume 
on my neck and she kissed my cheek
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I could see the tears welling up in 
her troubled eyes as she started to 
speak
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She looked at our pitiful shack, and
 then she looked at me and took a 
ragged breath
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She said your Pa's run off and I'm
                   D
 real sick and the baby's gonna 
starve to death
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She handed me a heart-shaped 
             E
locket that said, "To thine own self
 be true"
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And I shivered as I watched a 
                   D
roach crawl across the toe of my 
high-heeled shoe
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It sounded like somebody else that
                      E
 was talking, asking, "Mama what do 
I do?"
B                            
She said, "Just be nice to the 
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gentleman, Fancy, they'll be nice to
 you"

[Chorus]
D                                 
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
          F#
don't let me down
A                       B        
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
           F#
don't let me down
      A                     B     
Lord, forgive me for what I do, 
     D                   E
but if you want out, well, it's up 
to you
      D                     C#    
Don't let me down now, your mama's
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 gonna move you uptown

[Verse 3]
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That was the last time I saw my 
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Ma, the night I left that rickety 
shack
    B                              
The welfare people came and took 
        D
the baby, mama died and I ain't been
 back
F#                                
But the wheels of fate had started
              E
 to turn and for me there was no way
 out
   B                           
It wasn't very long till I knew 
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exactly what my mama'd been talking 
about
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I knew what I had to do but I made
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 myself this solemn vow
     B                             
Said I was gonna be a lady someday,
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 though it didn't matter when or how
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I couldn't see spending the rest 
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of my life with my head held down in
 shame
          B                        
You know, I might've been born just
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 plain white trash but Fancy was my 
name

[Chorus]
D                                 
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
          F#
don't let me down
A                       B        
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
           F#
don't let me down

[Verse 4]
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It wasn't long after a benevolent 
man took me in off the street
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One week later I was pouring his 
        B               F#
tea in a five-room hotel suite
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I charmed a king, a congressman, and
 the occasional aristocrat
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I got me a Georgia mansion and an 
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elegant New York townhouse flat 
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and I ain't done bad
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Now in this life there's a lot of 
self-righteous hypocrites that call 
me bad
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And criticize mama for turning me 
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out, no matter how little we had
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And though I ain't had to worry 
'bout nothin' for now on fifteen 
years
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I can still hear the desperation 
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in my poor mama's voice ringing in 
my ears

[Chorus]
D                                 
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
          F#
don't let me down
A                       B        
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 
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don't let me down
      A                     B     
Lord, forgive me for what I do, 
     D                        E
but if you want out, well, it's up 
to you
D                           C#   
Don't let me down now, your 
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mama's gonna move you Uptown