Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I it all very well lookin' back
It was the I turned eighteen
We in a one room, rundown shack
On the outskirts of New
We have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard
Then Mama spent last penny we had
To buy me a dancin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I knew I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow
That I's be a lady someday
Though I know when or how
I couldn't see spending the rest of my
With my head hung down in you know
I might have been born just plain white
But was my name

Here's your one chance don't let me down
Here's your one chance don't 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 room hotel suite

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

Now in this world there's a lot of hypocrite
That would me bad
And criticize Mama for me out
No how little we had

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

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

I she did