Chords for Bobbie Gentry - Fancy (live TV 1970)

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About two months ago I wrote and recorded a song in Russell Shoals, Alabama.
[B] The song covers about a 15 year span in the life of a young girl who was born in New Orleans.
I hope you like her and more than that [G] I hope you understand her [E] because
I'll show you what I mean.
I'd like to introduce you to Fancy.
I remember it all very well looking back.
[D] It was the summer I turned 18.
[G#] We [A] lived in a one room run down [C] shack on the outskirts of New Orleans.
[E] We didn't have money for food or rent, [D] say the least for hard [Dm] bread.
[A] We'd always spend every last penny she [C] had to buy me a dancing dress.
Mama [E] washed me, combed the curl on my hair and [A] she cleaned out my eyes and lips.
Then I stepped into my satin dancing dress, it was gold, the [E] size of the roof to my hips.
It was red, the velvet [A] trim and it [E] fitted me good.
And staring back from the looking glass was a [A] woman wearing half-cut candy.
If you [D] want a chance Fancy don't let me down.
[G] If you want a [A] chance Fancy don't [E] let me down.
[G] Lord forgive me for what [A] I do to thee.
[C] You want apple licks [D] I feel me, don't let me down.
Your [B] mama's gonna have you move [E] uptown.
Don't let me down.
Don't let me down.
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my [G] neck and she [D] kissed my cheek.
[A] I saw the tears [B] well up in her troubled [C] eyes when she started to [G] speak.
[E] She looked at her pitiful [D] shack and then she looked at me and took a ragged breath.
[A] Your doll's run off and I'm real [C] sick and the baby's gonna [E] starve to death.
She handed me a heart-shaped locket that [D] said divine oneself [B] be true.
[A] And I shivered as I watched her roach [C] crawl across the toe of my high-heeled shoe.
[E] It sounded like somebody else that was calling asking [G#] mama what do I [C#] do?
[A] Just be nice to the gentleman Fancy and [Bm] they'll be nice [E] to you.
[C] If you want [D] a chance Fancy don't let me [E]
down.
[Em] If you want [A] a chance Fancy don't let me [Em] down.
[G] Lord forgive me for what I [A] do to [C] thee.
You want apple [D] licks I feel me, don't let me down.
[B] Girl you better start [E] moving uptown.
[E] Well that was the last time I saw my mama [D] and I left that rickety shack.
[A] Cause the welfare people came and took the baby, [C] mom died and I ain't [A] been there.
[E] But the wheels of fate started to turn and for me there was no way out.
[A] And it wasn't very long till I knew [C] exactly what my mama been [Gm] talking about.
[E] I did what I had to do but I made [D] myself a solid vow.
[Am] That I was gonna be a [G] lady someday [C] but we couldn't move forward.
[E] I didn't cease feeling the rest of my life [G#] without [C#m] a chance.
I [A] might have been born just plain white [B] trash but Fancy was my [E] name.
[C] If you [D] want a chance Fancy don't let me down.
[Em] If you want a [A] chance Fancy don't let me [E] down.
But long after benevolent man [D] took me in off the street.
One week later I [F#] was forty-ten and I died in a hotel suite.
And I [N] was charmed to king, a congressman and an occasional [E] aristocrat.
And I got me a Georgia mansion in an elegant New York townhouse flat and I ain't born yet.
[G]
[A] [Em] [E]
In this world there's a lot of self [A]-righteous hypocrites that call [E] me bad.
And criticize my mama for turning me [A] out no matter how many [E] years.
And no I ain't had to worry about [G#] nothin' now [C#m] fifteen years.
I can [A] still hear the desperation in my [B] poor mama's voice [Bm] ringing in my ear.
[C] If you want [D] a chance Fancy don't let [E] me down.
[G] If you [A] want a chance Fancy don't [E] let me down.
[G] Lord forgive me for what I [A] do.
If [C] you want out well [D] it's up to you.
Now don't let me [Bm] down your mama's gonna never move her [E] tongue.
And this is [G]
[A]
[Em] Fancy.
[G] [A]
[E] [G]
[D] [N]
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About two months ago I wrote and recorded a song in Russell Shoals, Alabama.
[B] _ The song covers about a 15 year span in the life of a young girl who was born in New Orleans.
_ I hope you like her and more than that [G] I hope you understand her [E] because
I'll show you what I mean.
I'd like to introduce you to Fancy.
_ I remember it all very well looking back.
[D] It was the summer I turned 18.
_ [G#] We [A] lived in a one room run down [C] shack on the outskirts of New Orleans.
_ [E] We didn't have money for food or rent, [D] say the least for hard [Dm] bread.
[A] We'd always spend every last penny she [C] had to buy me a dancing dress.
Mama [E] washed me, combed the curl on my hair and [A] she cleaned out my eyes and lips.
Then I stepped into my satin dancing dress, it was gold, the [E] size of the roof to my hips. _
It was red, the velvet [A] trim and it [E] fitted me good.
And staring back from the looking glass was a [A] woman wearing half-cut candy.
_ If you [D] want a chance Fancy don't let me down.
_ _ [G] If you want a [A] chance Fancy don't [E] let me down. _ _
[G] Lord forgive me for what [A] I do to thee.
[C] You want apple licks [D] I feel me, don't let me down.
Your [B] mama's gonna have you move [E] uptown.
Don't let me down.
Don't let me down.
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my [G] neck and she [D] kissed my cheek.
[A] I saw the tears [B] well up in her troubled [C] eyes when she started to [G] speak.
[E] She looked at her pitiful [D] shack and then she looked at me and took a ragged breath.
[A] Your doll's run off and I'm real [C] sick and the baby's gonna [E] starve to death.
She handed me a heart-shaped locket that [D] said divine oneself [B] be true.
[A] And I shivered as I watched her roach [C] crawl across the toe of my high-heeled shoe.
_ [E] It sounded like somebody else that was calling asking [G#] mama what do I [C#] do?
_ [A] Just be nice to the gentleman Fancy and [Bm] they'll be nice [E] to you.
[C] If you want [D] a chance Fancy don't let me [E]
down.
_ [Em] _ _ If you want [A] a chance Fancy don't let me [Em] down.
_ _ [G] Lord forgive me for what I [A] do to [C] thee.
You want apple [D] licks I feel me, don't let me down.
[B] Girl you better start [E] moving uptown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Well that was the last time I saw my mama [D] and I left that rickety shack.
[A] Cause the welfare people came and took the baby, [C] mom died and I ain't [A] been there.
[E] But the wheels of fate started to turn and for me there was no way out.
[A] And it wasn't very long till I knew [C] exactly what my mama been [Gm] talking about.
[E] I did what I had to do but I made [D] myself a solid vow.
[Am] That I was gonna be a [G] lady someday [C] but we couldn't move forward.
_ [E] I didn't cease feeling the rest of my life [G#] without _ [C#m] a chance.
I [A] might have been born just plain white [B] trash but Fancy was my [E] name.
[C] If you [D] want a chance Fancy don't let me down.
_ _ _ [Em] If you want a [A] chance Fancy don't let me [E] down. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ But long after benevolent man [D] took me in off the street.
One week later I [F#] was forty-ten and I died in a hotel suite.
And I [N] was charmed to king, a congressman and an occasional [E] aristocrat.
And I got me a Georgia mansion in an elegant New York townhouse flat and I ain't born yet.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ In this world there's a lot of self [A]-righteous hypocrites that call [E] me bad.
And criticize my mama for turning me [A] out no matter how many [E] years.
And no I ain't had to worry about [G#] nothin' now [C#m] fifteen years.
I can [A] still hear the desperation in my [B] poor mama's voice [Bm] ringing in my ear.
[C] If you want [D] a chance Fancy don't let [E] me down.
_ _ _ [G] If you [A] want a chance Fancy don't [E] let me down. _ _
[G] Lord forgive me for what I [A] do.
If [C] you want out well [D] it's up to you.
Now don't let me [Bm] down your mama's gonna never move her [E] tongue. _ _ _ _ _ _
And this is _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ Fancy. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _