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Hợp âm Fancy

Nhạc: Katie Melua
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[Intro 1]
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[G]

[Verse 1]
I re[D]member
it all very well lookin' back
It was the sum[C]mer that I turned eighteen
We [G]lived in a one- room,
run down shack
On the [Bb]outskirts of New Orleans

[Verse 2]
We [D]didn't have money for food or rent
To say the [C]least we were hard- pressed
When [G]Momma spent every
last penny we had
To buy [Bb]me a dancin' dress

[Verse 3]
Momma [D]washed and combed
and curled my hair,
Then she [G]painted my eyes [D]and lips
And I stepped into the satin
dancin' dress
It had a [G]split in the side
clean up to my [D]hips

[Verse 4]
It was red, velvet- [G]trimmed,
to fit [D]me good
And standin' back from
the lookin' glass
Was a woman
Where a [C]half grown kid [D]had stood

[Verse 5]
[Bb]"Here's your one chance, [C]Fancy,
don't let [D]me down!
[F]Here's your one [G]chance, Fancy,
don't let [D]me down.
Lord forgive me [G]for what I do,
But if [Bb]you want out then it's [C]up to you
Don't [Bb]let me down your momma's
[Am]gonna help you move uptown"
[D]

[Verse 6]
Momma dabbed a bit of perfume
On [C]my neck and she kissed my cheek
And I [G]saw the tears well up
In her troubled eye[Bb]s
when she started to speak

[Verse 7]
She [D]looked at our pitiful shack and then
She looked at me [C]and took
a ragged breath
Your [G]Pa's run off, and I'm real sick
And the [Bb]baby's gonna starve [C]to death

[Verse 8]
She [D]handed me a heart- shaped
locket that said
[C]"To thine own self be true"
And I [G]shivered as I watched
a roach crawl across
The toe [Bb]of my high- heal shoe

[Verse 9]
It [D]sounded like somebody
else who was talkin'
Askin', [F#]"Momma what do I [Bm]do?"
[G]Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy
And [Am]they'll be nice [D]to you"

[Verse 10]
[Bb]"Here's your one chance, [C]Fancy,
don't let [D]me down!
[F]Here's your one [G]chance,
Fancy, don't let [D]me down
Lord forgive me [G]for what I do,
But if [Bb]you want out then it's [C]up to you
Don't [Bb]let me down,
Your momma's [Am]gonna help
you move uptown"
[D]

[Verse 11]
Well that was the last time
I saw my momma
The night I [C]left that rickety shack
Cos wel[G]fare people came
and took the baby
Momma [Bb]died and I ain't been back

[Verse 12]
But the [D]wheels of fate
had started to turn
And for [C]me there was no other way out
And it [G]wasn't very long
till I knew exactly
What my [Bb]ma had been ta[C]lkin' 'bout

[Verse 13]
I [D]did what I had to do
But I made my[C]self a solemn vow
That [G]I was gonna to be
a lady someday
Though I [Bb]don't know when or how

[Verse 14]
I [D]couldn't see spendin'
the rest of my life
With my [F#]head hung down [Bm]in shame
I [G]might have been born
just plain white trash
But [Am]Fancy [A]was my [D]name

[Verse 15]
[Bb]"Here's your one chance, [C]Fancy,
don't let [D]me down!
[F]Here's your one [G]chance,
Fancy, don't let me down.
[D]

[Verse 16]
It wasn't very long a benevolent man
[F]Took me [C]in off[D] the[C] street
And one week later I was [D]pourin' his tea
In a [G]five roomed hotel suite.
[Bm]Well I've charmed

[Verse 17]
a [E]king,
a con[D]gress[Am]man
And an [D]oc casional aristo[C]crat
And I've got me a Georgia mansion
And an elegant [E]New York townhouse flat.

[Interlude 1]
Now I ain't done bad
[D][G]
[F][G][D][G][D][G]
[C][D]

[Verse 18]
Now [D]in this world there's
a lot of self- righteous
Hypo[G]crites who call me bad
[D]And criticize Momma for turning me out
No [G]matter how little we had
[D]And

[Verse 19]
though I hadn't had
to worry about nothin'
[F#]For nigh on fifteen [Bm]years
I can [G]still hear the desperation
In my poor mommas [Am]voice
ringin' in my [G]ears

[Verse 20]
[Bb]"Here's your one chance, [C]Fancy,
don't let [D]me down!
[F]Here's your one [G]chance,
Fancy, don't let [D]me down
Lord forgive me [G]for what I do,
But if [Bb]you want out then it's [C]up to you
Don't [Bb]let me down,
Your momma's [Am]gonna help you [Asus4]move up town"

[Outro 1]
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