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Fancy

Reba McEntire28 Oct 2008

Fancy Lyrics

Fancy - Reba McEntire

Written by:Bobbie Gentry

I remember it all very well lookin' back

It was the summer I turned eighteen

 

We lived in a one room rundown shack

On the outskirts of New Orleans

 

We didn't have money for food or rent

To say the least we were hard pressed

 

Then mama spent every last penny we had

To buy me a dancin' dress

 

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair

And she painted my eyes and lips

 

Then I stepped into a satin

Dancin' dress that had a split on

The side clean up to my hip

 

It was red velvet trim and it fit me good

Standin' back from the lookin' glass

There stood a woman where a half gown kid had stood

She said here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

She said here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck

And then she kissed my cheek

 

Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes

As she started to speak

 

She looked at our pitiful shack

And then she looked at me and took a ragged

Breath

 

She said your pa's run'd off and I'm real sick

And the baby's gonna starve to death

 

She handed me a heart shaped locket that said

To thine own self be true

 

And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across

The toe of my high heel shoe

 

It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'

Askin' mama what do I do

She said just be nice to the gentlemen fancy

They'll be nice to you

 

She said here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

Here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

Lord forgive me for what I do but if you

Want out well it's up to you

Now don't let me down now your mama's gonna move

You uptown

 

Well that was the last time I saw my ma

The night I left that rickety shack

 

The welfare people came and took the baby

Mama died and I ain't been back

 

But the wheels of fate had started to turn

And for me there was no way out

 

When they long 'till I knew exactly

What my mama'd been talkin' about

 

I knew what I had to do

And I made myself this solemn vow

 

That I's gonna be a lady someday

Though I didn't know when or how

 

But I couldn't see spending the rest of my life

With my head hung down in shame

You know I might have been born just plain white trash

But fancy was my name

 

She said here's your one chance fancy don't let me

Down

 

She said here's your one chance fancy don't let me

Down

 

It wasn't long after a benevolent man

Took me in off the street

 

And one week later I was pourin' his tea

In a five room hotel suite

 

I charmed a king a congressman and an occasional aristocrat

 

Then I got me a Georgia mansion

In an legant New York townhouse flat

And I ain't done bad

 

Now in this world there's a lot of self righteous

Hiypocrits that would call me bad

 

And criticize mama for turning me out

No matter how little we had

 

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'

For now on fifteen years

 

Well I can still hear the desperation in my poor

Mama's voice ringin' in my ears

 

Here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

Here's your one chance fancy don't let me down

 

Lord forgive me for what I do but if you

Want out well it's up to you

Now don't let me down hon your mama's gonna move

You uptown

 

Oh and I guess she did

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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