Fancy Song Lyrics with Chords by (Reba McEntire)

Fancy is one of the most popular songs of the time. Fancy lyrics written by Bobbie Gentry. This song has sung by Reba McEntire.

Singer Reba McEntire
Album Rumor Has It
Released 1990
Difficulty intermediate

Fancy Song Lyrics

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
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin’ dress

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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 trim and it fit me good
Standin’ back from the lookin’ glass
There stood a woman where a half gown kid had stood

She said, “here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down
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, it 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 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
And it wasn’t very long ’til 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 don’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

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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)

*******

Now in this world, there’s a lot of self-righteous hypocrites
That’d call me bad
And 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 ears

*******

“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
Your mama’s gonna move you uptown

And I guess she did……

Fancy Song Chords

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

Then Mama spent every last penny we had

To bu y me a dancin’ dress

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair

and she painted my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin

da ncin’ dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip

It w as red velvet trim and it fit me good

Standin’ back from the lookin’ glass

Th ere stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood

She said here’s your one chance Fancy don’t let me down

Her e’s y our one ch ance Fancy don’t let me down

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck

And she kissed my cheek

Th en I saw the tears wellin’ up in her troubled eyes

When 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 run off and I’m real sick

An d 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 t oe of my high heeled shoe

It sounded like somebody else that was talkin’

Askin’ M ama what do I do

She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy

An d they’ll be nice to you


She said, here’s your one chance Fancy don’t let me down

He re’s y our one chance Fancy don’t let me down

Lor d forgiv e me for what I do, but if you want out

Well it’s up to you

No w d on’t let me down you better start movin’ 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

Mam a died and I ain’t been back

But the wheel of fate had started to turn

And for me there was no way out

And it wasn’t very long ’til I knew exactly

What my Mama’d been talkin’ about

I kne w what I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow

That I’s gonna be a lady someday

Thoug h I didn’t know when or how

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


Her e’s y our one chance Fancy don’t let me down

Her e’s y our one ch ance Fancy don’t let me down

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

Then I got me a Georgia mansion

In an elegant New York townhouse flat

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And I ain’t done bad

Now in this world there’s a lot of self-righteous hippocrits

That would call me bad

And criticize Mama for turning me out

No matter how little we had

But though I ain’t had to worry ’bout nothin’

For nig h on fifteen years

I can still hear the desparation in my poor

Mam a’s voice ringin’ in my ear


She said, here’s your one chance Fancy don’t let me down

Her e’s y our one chance Fancy don’t let me down

Lor d forgive me for what I do

But if you want out well it’s up to you

Now don’t let me down

Your Mama’s goina help you uptown

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