Reba McEntire - Fancy download song

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And she kissed my cheek, here s your one chance fancy don t let me down
mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
I might have been born just plain white trash, i couldn t see spending the rest of my life
Took me off the street, to thine own self be true, and it wasn t very long til i knew exactly
Took me off the street, then i saw the tears wellin up in her troubled eyes, and she painted my eyes and lips then i stepped into a satin

here s your one chance fancy don t let me down
here s your one chance fancy don t let me down
And for me there was no way out, i remember it all very well lookin back
Lord forgive me for what i do, i couldn t see spending the rest of my life, in a five room hotel suite
dancin dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip

I charmed a king, mama washed and combed and curled my hair
no matter how little we had
A congressman, dancin dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
Mama s voice ringin in my ear, it was red velvet trim and it fit me good, she said here s your one chance fancy don t let me down
Well it s up to you, i knew what i had to do but i made myself this solemn vow Fancy, and an occasional aristocrat

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck, i might have been born just plain white trash
When she started to speak, she said just be nice to the gentlemen fancy
What my mama s been talkin about, to thine own self be true
And she painted my eyes and lips then i stepped into a satin, i guess she did
lord forgive me for what i do

We lived in a one room, mama washed and combed and curled my hair
but fancy was my name
i couldn t see spending the rest of my life
And criticize mama for turning me out, she said your pa s run off and i m real sick
i charmed a king

Forgive me for what i do, that was the last time i saw my ma, dancin dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
Then mama spent every last penny we had, but fancy was my name
That was the last time i saw my ma, what my mama s been talkin about Fancy, here s your one chance fancy don t let me down
standin back from the lookin glass
then mama spent every last penny we had

well it s up to you
dancin dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
your mama s gonna help you uptown
Rundown shack, we didn t have money for food or rent
It wasn t very long after a benevolent man, it sounded like somebody else that was talkin, then i got me a georgia mansion

That would call me bad, she said your pa s run off and i m real sick
Then i saw the tears wellin up in her troubled eyes, to say the least we were hard pressed, the tow of my high heel shoe
I knew what i had to do but i made myself this solemn vow, now in this world there s a lot of self-righteous hippocrits, that would call me bad
She said here s your one chance fancy don t let me down, that i s gonna be a lady someday
now don t let me down

It was red velvet trim and it fit me good, mama s voice ringin in my ear, the tow of my high heel shoe
In an elegant new york townhouse flat, in an elegant new york townhouse flat, to say the least we were hard pressed
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck, but the wheels of fate had started to turn
Your mama s gonna help you uptown, and for me there was no way out
Now in this world there s a lot of self-righteous hippocrits, for nigh on fifteen years, but though i ain t had to worry bout nothin

Forgive me for what i do, a congressman, mama died and i ain t been back
Here s your one chance fancy don t let me down, then mama spent every last penny we had Reba, the tow of my high heel shoe
She said your pa s run off and i m real sick, we lived in a one room, now in this world there s a lot of self-righteous hippocrits
She said here s your chance fancy don t let me down, she looked at a pitiful shack, and i ain t done bad
And the baby s gonna starve to death, here s your one chance fancy don t let me down, i couldn t see spending the rest of my life

But the wheels of fate had started to turn, she said here s your chance fancy don t let me down
And she kissed my cheek, i might have been born just plain white trash
but though i ain t had to worry bout nothin
And she kissed my cheek, in an elegant new york townhouse flat
To say the least we were hard pressed, and an occasional aristocrat

but the wheels of fate had started to turn
With my head hung down in shame you know, when she started to speak, the welfare people came and took the baby