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Fancy

Dans le style de

Reba McEntire

Paroles

well i remember it all
very well
lookin' back
it was the summer
i turned eighteen

we lived in
a one-room
run-down 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

well mama washed
and combed
and curled my hair
and then 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
trimmin' and it
fit me good
standin' back
from the lookin' 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 dabbed
a little bit
of perfume
on my neck
then she
kissed my cheek

and 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 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-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
when 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
till i knew
exactly what
my mama'd been
talkin' about

i knew
what i had to do
when 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
spendin' the rest
of my life
with my head
hung down in shame

you know
i mighta been born
just plain white trash
but fancy
was-a 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-a me in
off the streets

one week later
i was
pourin' 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 lotta
self-righteous
hypocrites
that call me bad

and criticize mama
for turnin' me out
no matter
how little we had

but though
i ain't had to worry
about nothin'
for nigh 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
woh 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

D�tails

• Dur�e : 4:25
• Tonalit� : F
• Genre : Country
• Ann�e de lancement : 1991
• Langue : Anglais

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