Karaoké Fancy Reba McEntire

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

And Mama spent every last penny we had to buy me a dancin' dress

Well Mama washed and combed and curled my hair 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 trim and it had 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 when 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 accross the toe of my high heeled 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

It wasn't very 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 streets

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

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'd call me bad

They criticize Mama for turning me out no matter how little we had

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin' for nigh on fifteen years

Well, I can still hear the desperation in my poor mama's voice ringin' in my ear

Here's your one chance

Fancy don't let me down

Oh, 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