ฟังเพลงFancy (Made Famous by Reba McEntire)

Fancy (Made Famous by Reba McEntire) - Ladies Of Country

I remember it all very well looking back

It was the summer I turned eighteen

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

Mama spent every last penny we had

To buy me a dancing dress

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair

And she painted my eyes and lips

Then I stepped into a sating dancing dress

That had a split on the side

Clean up to my hip

It was red velvet trim and it fit me good

Standing back from the looking glass

There stood a woman

Where a half grown 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 dabbled a little bit of perfume

On my neck and then she kissed my cheek

And then I saw the tears welling up

In her troubled eyes as she started to speak

She looked at a pitiful shack

And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath

She said your Pa's runned 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 heeled shoe

It sounded like somebody else that was talking

Askin Mama what do I do

She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy

And 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

That was the last time I saw my Mama

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

Wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly

What my Mama'd been talking 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

Wasn't long after

That benevolent man took me off the street

One week later I was pouring

His tea in a five room hotel suite

I charmed a king a congressman

And an occasional aristocrat

And then I got me a Georgia mansion

And an elegant New York townhouse flat

And I ain't done bad

Now in this world

There's a lot of self righteous hypocrites

That would call me bad

They criticize Mama for turning me out

No matter how little we had

But though I ain't had to worry

About nothing for nigh on fifteen years

Well I can still hear the desperation

In my poor Mama's voice ringing 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

Now your Mama's gonna move you uptown

Well I guess she did