Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry
Bobbie Gentry wrote and recorded this song in 1969. She views the song as a feminist statement:
“"Fancy” is my strongest statement for women’s lib, if you really listen to it. I agree wholeheartedly with that movement and all the serious issues that they stand for — equality, equal pay, day care ce...
[Verse 1]
I remember it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer that I turned 18
We lived in a one-room, run down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
[Verse 2]
We didn't have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard-pressed
Then Momma spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin' dress
[Verse 3]
Momma washed and combed and curled my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips (Yeah)
And then I stepped into my satin dancin' dress
It was split on the side clean up to my hips
[Verse 4]
Well, it was red, velvet-trimmed
And fit me good
And starin' back from lookin' glass was a woman
Where a half-grow'd kid had stood
[Chorus]
"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 (Please)
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
Now, don't let me down
Your momma's gonna help you move uptown"
(Don't let me down, don't let me down)
[Verse 5]
Momma dabbed a little bit of perfume
On my neck and she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears well up
In her troubled eyes when she started to speak
[Verse 6]
She looked at our pitiful shack and then
She looked at me and took a ragged breath
"Your Pa's run off, and I'm real sick
And the baby's gonna starve to death"
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
Askin', "Momma, what do I do?"
"Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy
And they'll be nice to you"
[Chorus]
"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 (Please)
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
Now get on out, girl
You better start movin' uptown"
[Verse 9]
Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma
The night I left that rickety shack
'Cause the welfare people came and took the baby
Momma died, and I ain't been back
[Verse 10]
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 momma been talkin' about
[Verse 11]
I did what I had to do
But I made myself this solemn vow
That I was gonna to be a lady someday
Though I didn't know when or how
[Verse 12]
I couldn't see spendin' the rest of my life
With my head hung down in shame
I mighta been born just plain "white trash"
But Fancy was my name
[Chorus]
"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"
[Verse 13]
It wasn't long after a benevolent man
Took me in off the street
And one week later I was pourin' his tea
In a five-room hotel suite (Yes, she was)
[Verse 14]
Well, I've charmed a king, a congressman
And an occasional aristocrat
And 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 15]
Now, in this world there's a lot of self-righteous
Hypocrites that would call me "bad"
And criticize my momma for turning me out
No matter how little we had
[Verse 16]
And though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on 15 years
I can still hear the desperation
In my poor momma's voice ringin' in my ear
[Chorus]
"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 (Please)
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down
Your momma's gonna help you move uptown"
[Outro]
And I guess she did
Fancy was written by Bobbie Gentry.
Fancy was produced by Rick Hall.