Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

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

Mama dabbed a little bit of on my neck
And she kissed my
Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled
When she started to
She looked at a shack
And then she at me and took a ragged breath
She said Pa's run off and I'm real sick
And the baby's gonna starve to

She handed me a heart shaped that said
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I a roach crawl across
The toe of my high shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was
Mama what do I do
She said just be to the gentlemen Fancy
And they'll be to you

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

Well, that was the time I saw my Ma
The night I that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the
Mama died and I been back

But the wheels of 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 knew what I had to do but I made myself this vow
That I's gonna be a lady
Though I don't know or how
I see spending the rest of my life
With my head hung in shame you know
I might have born just plain white trash
But was my name

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

It wasn't very long after a man
Took me off the
And one week I was pourin' his tea
In a room hotel suite

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

Now in this world a lot of self-righteous hypocrite
That would me bad
And criticize for turning me out
No matter how we had

But though I had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on fifteen
I can still hear the desperation in my
voice ringin' in my ear

She said, here's your one Fancy 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 don't let me
Your Mama's gonna help you

I she did