Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer I eighteen
We in a one room, rundown shack
On the of New Orleans
We didn't have money for food or
To say the least we were pressed
Then Mama every last penny we had
To buy me a dress

Mama washed and and curled my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips then I into a satin
dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet and it fit me good
Standin' from the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a gown kid had stood

She here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one Fancy don't let me down

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my
And she my cheek
Then I saw the tears up in her troubled eyes
When she started to
She at a pitiful shack
And then she at me and took a ragged breath
She said your Pa's run off and I'm sick
And the baby's starve to death

She handed me a heart shaped locket that
"To thine own be true"
And I shivered as I watched a crawl across
The toe of my high shoe
It sounded somebody else that was talkin'
Askin' Mama do I do
She said just be to the gentlemen Fancy
And be nice to you

She said here's your Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy let me down
forgive me for what I do, but if you want out
Well up to you
Now don't let me down you better movin' uptown

Well, that was the last I saw my Ma
The night I left that shack
The welfare people came and the baby
Mama died and I ain't back

But the wheels of fate had to turn
And for me was no way out
And it wasn't very long 'til I exactly
my Mama's been talkin' about

I knew what I had to do but I made this solemn vow
That I's gonna be a someday
Though I know when or how
I couldn't see the rest of my life
With my head down in shame you know
I might have born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my

Here's one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy let me down

It wasn't long after a benevolent man
Took me off the
And one week later I was his tea
In a five room hotel

I charmed a king, a
And an occasional
Then I got me a mansion
In an New York townhouse flat
And I ain't bad

Now in this there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrite
would call me bad
And Mama for turning me out
No how little we had

But I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on years
I can hear the desperation in my poor
voice ringin' in my ear

She said, here's one chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance don't let me down
Lord, me for what I do
But if you want out well up to you
Now don't let me
Your Mama's help you uptown

I she did