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Lirik Lagu Fancy (in the style of Reba McEntire) - Reba McEntire

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I remember it all very well lookin' backIt was the summer I turned eighteenWe lived in a one room, rundown shackOn the outskirts of New OrleansWe didn't have money for food or rentTo say the least we were hard pressedThen Mama spent every last penny we hadTo buy me a dancin' dress
Mama washed and combed and curled my hairAnd she painted my eyes and lips then I stepped intoa satin'dancin' dress that had a split on the side clean upto my hipIt was red velvet trim and it fit me goodStandin' back from the lookin' glassThere stood a woman where a half grown kidhad stood
She said here's your one chance Fancy don't letme downHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Mama dabbled a little bit of perfume on my neckAnd she kissed my cheekThen I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eysWhen she started to speakShe looked at a pitiful shackAnd then she looked at me and took a raggedbreathShe said your Pa's run off and I'm real sickAnd the baby's gonna starve to death
She handed me a heart shaped locket that saidTo thine own self be trueAnd I shivered as I watched a roach crawl accrossThe toe of my high heeled shoeIt sounded like somebody else that was talkin'Askin' Mama what do I doShe said be nice to the gentlemen FancyAnd they'll be nice to youShe said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me downHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me downLord forgive me for what I do,but if you want outWell it's up to youNow don't let me down you better startmovin' uptown
Well, that was the last time I saw my MaThe night I left that rickety shackThe welfare people came and took the babyMama died and I ain't been back
But the wheels of fate had started to turnAnd for me there was no way outAnd it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactlyWhat my Mama'd been talkin' about
I knew what I had to do but I made myself thissolemn vowThat I's gonna be a lady somedayThough I didn't know when or howI couldn't see spending the rest of my lifeWith my head hung down in shame you knowI might have been born just plain white trashBut Fancy was my name
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me downHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
It wasn't long after that benevolent manTook me off the streetAnd one week later I was pourin' his teaIn a five room hotel suite
I charmed a king, congressmanAnd an occasional aristocratThen I got me a Georgia mansionIn an elegant New York townhouse flatAnd I ain't done bad
Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteoushippocratesThat would call me badAnd criticize Mama for turning me outNo matter how little we had
But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'For nigh on fifteen yearsI can still hear the desperation in my poorMama's voice ringin' in my ear
She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me downHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me downLord, forgive me for what I doBut if you want out well it's up to youNow don't let me downYou Mama's gonna help you uptown
I guess she did