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Fancy

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Fancy wurde am 31. Oktober 2025 von MCA Nashville als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtThe Hits

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SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Reba McEntire

Lead Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bobbie Gentry

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Reba McEntire

Producer

Tony Brown

Producer

John Guess

Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]

Well, I remember it all very well, looking 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 dancing dress

[Verse 2]

Well, mama washed and combed and curled my hair

And then she painted my eyes and lips

Then I stepped into a satin dancing dress

That had a split on the side, clean up to my hip

It was red velvet trimming and it fit me good

Standing back from the looking glass

There stood a woman where a half-grown kid had stood

[Chorus]

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"

[Verse 3]

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck, 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 our pitiful shack and then, she looked at me and took a ragged breath

She said, "Your Pa's run 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, asking mama, "What do I do?"

She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy, they'll be nice to you"

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 4]

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 until 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 was going to 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've been born just plain white trash, but Fancy was my name

[Chorus]

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"

[Verse 5]

It wasn't long after a benevolent man took me in off the streets

And one week later, I was pouring his tea in a five room hotel suite (Yes, she was)

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 (She ain't done bad)

[Verse 6]

Now, in this world, there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites that call me bad

And 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

[Chorus]

"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, honey, your Mama's gonna move you uptown

Oh, and I guess she did

Written by: Bobbie Gentry

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