| Song | Fancy |
| Artist | Bobby Gentry |
| Album | Ten songs for you |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Bobbie Gentry |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Bobbie Gentry |
| [00:04.960] | I remember it all very well lookin' back |
| [00:07.900] | It was the summer I turned eighteen |
| [00:10.390] | We lived in a one-room, run down shack |
| [00:12.770] | On the outskirts of New Orleans |
| [00:15.370] | We didn't have money for food or rent |
| [00:17.690] | To say the least we were hard-pressed |
| [00:20.250] | Then Momma spent every last penny we had |
| [00:22.730] | To buy me a dancin' dress |
| [00:24.900] | Momma washed and combed and curled my hair |
| [00:27.200] | And she painted my eyes and lips |
| [00:29.730] | Then I stepped into the satin dancin' dress |
| [00:32.060] | It was split in the side clean up to my hips |
| [00:35.340] | It was red, velvet-trimmed |
| [00:37.380] | And it fit me good |
| [00:38.620] | And starin' back from the lookin' glass |
| [00:40.720] | Was a woman where a half-grown kid had stood |
| [00:43.910] | "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [00:48.700] | Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [00:53.080] | Lord, forgive me for what I do (Please) |
| [00:55.360] | But if you want out, well it's up to you |
| [00:57.600] | Now, don't let me down |
| [00:58.470] | Your Momma's gonna help you move uptown" |
| [01:00.840] | (Don't let me down, don't let me down) |
| [01:04.640] | Momma dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck |
| [01:07.510] | And she kissed my cheek |
| [01:09.120] | Then, I saw the tears well up in her troubled eyes |
| [01:12.110] | When she started to speak |
| [01:14.130] | She looked at our pitiful shack and then |
| [01:15.390] | She looked at me and took a ragged breath |
| [01:18.830] | "Your Pa's runned off, and I'm real sick |
| [01:20.870] | And the baby's gonna starve to death" |
| [01:23.220] | She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said |
| [01:25.580] | "To thine own self be true" |
| [01:27.930] | And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across |
| [01:30.060] | The toe of my high-heel shoe |
| [01:32.580] | It sounded like somebody else that was talking |
| [01:34.620] | Askin' "Momma what do I do?" |
| [01:37.270] | "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy |
| [01:39.220] | And they'll be nice to you" |
| [01:42.080] | "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [01:46.620] | Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [01:50.910] | Lord, forgive me for what I do (please) |
| [01:53.310] | But if you want out, well it's up to you |
| [01:55.450] | Now get on out, girl, you better start movin' uptown" |
| [02:02.370] | Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma |
| [02:04.570] | The night I left that rickety shack |
| [02:06.860] | 'Cause welfare people came and took the baby |
| [02:08.780] | Mom died and I ain't been back |
| [02:11.410] | But the wheels of fate had started to turn |
| [02:13.680] | And for me there was no way out |
| [02:16.110] | And it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly |
| [02:18.150] | What my Momma been talkin' about |
| [02:20.670] | I did what I had to do |
| [02:22.270] | But I made myself this solemn vow |
| [02:25.370] | That I was gonna to be a lady someday |
| [02:27.420] | Though I didn't know when or how |
| [02:30.100] | I couldn't see spendin' the rest of my life |
| [02:31.930] | With my head hung down in shame |
| [02:34.580] | I mighta been born just plain white trash |
| [02:36.640] | But Fancy was my name |
| [02:39.410] | "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [02:43.890] | Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down" |
| [02:50.610] | Wasn't long after a benevolent man |
| [02:52.460] | Took me in off the street |
| [02:55.070] | And one week later I was pourin' his tea |
| [02:57.120] | In a five-room hotel suite (yes, she was) |
| [02:59.610] | Well, I've charmed a king, a congressman |
| [03:01.720] | And an occasional aristocrat |
| [03:03.730] | And I got me a Georgia mansion |
| [03:05.280] | And an elegant New York townhouse flat |
| [03:08.010] | And I ain't done bad (she ain't done bad) |
| [03:17.920] | Now, in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites |
| [03:19.960] | That would call me bad |
| [03:21.960] | And criticize my Momma for turnin' me out |
| [03:24.400] | No matter how little we had |
| [03:26.850] | And though I ain't had to worry about nothin' |
| [03:28.750] | But now on fifteen years |
| [03:31.270] | I can still hear the desperation |
| [03:33.230] | In my poor Momma's voice ringin' in my ear |
| [03:36.090] | "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [03:40.680] | Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down |
| [03:44.870] | Lord, forgive me for what I do (please) |
| [03:47.040] | But if you want out, well it's up to you |
| [03:49.310] | Now, don't let me down |
| [03:50.370] | Your Momma's gonna help you move uptown" |
| [03:55.770] | And I guess she did |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Bobbie Gentry |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Bobbie Gentry |
| [00:04.960] | I remember it all very well lookin' back |
| [00:07.900] | It was the summer I turned eighteen |
| [00:10.390] | We lived in a one-room, run down shack |
| [00:12.770] | On the outskirts of New Orleans |
| [00:15.370] | We didn' t have money for food or rent |
| [00:17.690] | To say the least we were hard-pressed |
| [00:20.250] | Then Momma spent every last penny we had |
| [00:22.730] | To buy me a dancin' dress |
| [00:24.900] | Momma washed and combed and curled my hair |
| [00:27.200] | And she painted my eyes and lips |
| [00:29.730] | Then I stepped into the satin dancin' dress |
| [00:32.060] | It was split in the side clean up to my hips |
| [00:35.340] | It was red, velvet-trimmed |
| [00:37.380] | And it fit me good |
| [00:38.620] | And starin' back from the lookin' glass |
| [00:40.720] | Was a woman where a half-grown kid had stood |
| [00:43.910] | " Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [00:48.700] | Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [00:53.080] | Lord, forgive me for what I do Please |
| [00:55.360] | But if you want out, well it' s up to you |
| [00:57.600] | Now, don' t let me down |
| [00:58.470] | Your Momma' s gonna help you move uptown" |
| [01:00.840] | Don' t let me down, don' t let me down |
| [01:04.640] | Momma dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck |
| [01:07.510] | And she kissed my cheek |
| [01:09.120] | Then, I saw the tears well up in her troubled eyes |
| [01:12.110] | When she started to speak |
| [01:14.130] | She looked at our pitiful shack and then |
| [01:15.390] | She looked at me and took a ragged breath |
| [01:18.830] | " Your Pa' s runned off, and I' m real sick |
| [01:20.870] | And the baby' s gonna starve to death" |
| [01:23.220] | She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said |
| [01:25.580] | " To thine own self be true" |
| [01:27.930] | And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across |
| [01:30.060] | The toe of my high-heel shoe |
| [01:32.580] | It sounded like somebody else that was talking |
| [01:34.620] | Askin' " Momma what do I do? " |
| [01:37.270] | " Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy |
| [01:39.220] | And they' ll be nice to you" |
| [01:42.080] | " Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [01:46.620] | Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [01:50.910] | Lord, forgive me for what I do please |
| [01:53.310] | But if you want out, well it' s up to you |
| [01:55.450] | Now get on out, girl, you better start movin' uptown" |
| [02:02.370] | Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma |
| [02:04.570] | The night I left that rickety shack |
| [02:06.860] | ' Cause welfare people came and took the baby |
| [02:08.780] | Mom died and I ain' t been back |
| [02:11.410] | But the wheels of fate had started to turn |
| [02:13.680] | And for me there was no way out |
| [02:16.110] | And it wasn' t very long ' til I knew exactly |
| [02:18.150] | What my Momma been talkin' about |
| [02:20.670] | I did what I had to do |
| [02:22.270] | But I made myself this solemn vow |
| [02:25.370] | That I was gonna to be a lady someday |
| [02:27.420] | Though I didn' t know when or how |
| [02:30.100] | I couldn' t see spendin' the rest of my life |
| [02:31.930] | With my head hung down in shame |
| [02:34.580] | I mighta been born just plain white trash |
| [02:36.640] | But Fancy was my name |
| [02:39.410] | " Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [02:43.890] | Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down" |
| [02:50.610] | Wasn' t long after a benevolent man |
| [02:52.460] | Took me in off the street |
| [02:55.070] | And one week later I was pourin' his tea |
| [02:57.120] | In a five-room hotel suite yes, she was |
| [02:59.610] | Well, I' ve charmed a king, a congressman |
| [03:01.720] | And an occasional aristocrat |
| [03:03.730] | And I got me a Georgia mansion |
| [03:05.280] | And an elegant New York townhouse flat |
| [03:08.010] | And I ain' t done bad she ain' t done bad |
| [03:17.920] | Now, in this world there' s a lot of self-righteous hypocrites |
| [03:19.960] | That would call me bad |
| [03:21.960] | And criticize my Momma for turnin' me out |
| [03:24.400] | No matter how little we had |
| [03:26.850] | And though I ain' t had to worry about nothin' |
| [03:28.750] | But now on fifteen years |
| [03:31.270] | I can still hear the desperation |
| [03:33.230] | In my poor Momma' s voice ringin' in my ear |
| [03:36.090] | " Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [03:40.680] | Here' s your one chance, Fancy, don' t let me down |
| [03:44.870] | Lord, forgive me for what I do please |
| [03:47.040] | But if you want out, well it' s up to you |
| [03:49.310] | Now, don' t let me down |
| [03:50.370] | Your Momma' s gonna help you move uptown" |
| [03:55.770] | And I guess she did |