Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very well back
It was the I turned eighteen
We in a one room, rundown shack
On the of New Orleans
We didn't money for food or rent
To say the least we hard pressed
Then Mama spent every penny we had
To buy me a dancin'

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

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

Mama a little bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes
When she to speak
She looked at a pitiful
And then she looked at me and a ragged breath
She said your Pa's run off and I'm real
And the baby's gonna to death

She handed me a shaped locket that said
"To thine own be true"
And I as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high heel
It like somebody else that was talkin'
Mama what do I do
She said be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
And they'll be to you

She said here's your chance Fancy let me down
your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Lord me for what I do, but if you want out
it's 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 took the
Mama died and I ain't back

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

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

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

It very long after a benevolent man
me off the street
And one week I was pourin' his tea
In a five room suite

I a king, a congressman
And an aristocrat
I got me a Georgia mansion
In an New York townhouse flat
And I done bad

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

But though I ain't had to 'bout nothin'
For nigh on fifteen
I can still hear the in my poor
voice ringin' in my ear

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

I she did