Kunci: Ab major
Verse 1
G
I remember it all very well,
F
looking back it was the summer I turned 18
C
We lived in a one -room run
-down shack
Eb
on the outskirts of New Orleans
G
We didn't have money for food or rent,
F
to say the least we were hard -pressed
C
Then Mama spent every last penny
Eb
we had to buy me a dancing dress
combed and curled my hair,
C
G
and she painted my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into my satin dancing dress,
C
G
it was spit on the side, clean up to my hips
It was red velvet trim
C
G
and it fitted me good
And staring back from the looking glass
Eb
F
Here's your one chance, fancy,
G
Bb
C
G
don't let me down
Bb
But forgive me for what I do
C
Eb
F
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
Eb
Well, don't let me down,
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume
and she kissed my cheek
C
Then I saw the tears well up
in her troubled eyes
Eb
when she started to speak
G
She looked at our pitiful shack
and then she looked at me
C
Your paws run off and I'm real sick
Eb
and the baby's gonna starve to death
G
She handed me a heart -shaped blocket
F
that said, To thine own self be true
C
And shivered as she watched a roach crawl
Eb
across the toe of my high -heeled shoe
G
It sounded like somebody else
that was talking, asking,
B
Em
Mama, what can I do?
C
Just be nice to the gentleman fancy
D
G
And they'll be nice to you
Eb
F
Here's your one chance, fancy,
Bb
C
Here's your one chance, fancy,
G
Gm
don't let me down
G
Bb
Lord, forgive me for what I do
C
Eb
F
But if you own up, it's up to you now
D
G
mama's gonna move you uptown
Girl, that was the last time I saw my mama
F
The night I left the rickety shack
came and took my baby
Eb
Mama died and I ain't been back
G
But the wheels of fate have
started to turn
Gm
F
For me there was no way out
till I knew exactly
Eb
What my mama's been talking about
F
But to myself I made a solemn vow
a lady someday
Eb
Though I didn't know when or how
the rest of my life
B
Em
With my head hung down in shame
just plain black trash
D
G
But Mansley was my name
Eb
F
Here's your one chance, Vance
Bb
C
Here's your one chance, Vance
C
Was very hung up and never let man
Bb
Took me in off the street
C
F
C
And one week later I was pouring his tea
In a five -room hotel suite
Bb
C
I charmed a king, a congressman,
and an occasional aristocrat
F
C
F
Then I got me a Georgia mansion
C
Bb
C
and an elegant New York townhouse flat
G
Bb
C
G
And I ain't done that
Now in this world
there are a lot of self -righteous hypocrites
for turning me out
worry about nothin'
B
But now I'm fifteen years
Em
C
I can still hear the desperation
F
D
In my poor mama's voice
Bb
Eb
F
Here's your one chance, Nancy
Bb
C
Here's your one chance, Nancy
Bb
C
Will you forgive me for what I do?
D
G
Your mama won't let me move up down
Bb
C
G
Bb
C
G
Bb
You
C
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