Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very well back
It was the that I turned eighteen
We in a one-room, run down shack
On the of New Orleans

We didn't money for food or rent
To say the least we were
When momma every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin'

Momma washed and combed and my hair
Then she painted my eyes and
And then I stepped the satin dancin' dress
It was split in the side, up to my hips

It was red, and it fit me good
And standin' back the lookin' glass
Was a
Where a half kid had stood

"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 out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down, momma's gonna help you move uptown"

Momma dabbed a little bit of
On my and she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears up
In her troubled eyes when she to speak

She at our pitiful shack and then
She looked at me and took a ragged
" Your Pa's runned off and I'm sick
And the baby's starve to death"

She handed me a heart-shaped locket said
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I a roach crawl across
The toe of my high-healed

It sounded like somebody else it was
Askin', "Momma do I do?"
"Just be to the gentlemen, Fancy, and
be nice to you"

"Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Lord forgive me for I do
But if you want out, well, up to you
Now get on now, girl, you better movin' uptown"

Well that was the last time I saw my
Then I that rickety shack
Cause the welfare people came and took the
Momma and I ain't been back

But the wheels of had started to turn
And for me was no way out
It very long after that I knew exactly
What my momma been about

I knew I had to do
But I made a solemn vow
But I was gonna to be a lady
I didn't know when or how

I couldn't see spendin' the of my life
With my head hung down in
I mighta born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my

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

It long after that a benevolent man
Took me in off the
One week I was pourin' his tea
In a roomed hotel suite

I've charmed a king, a
And an occasional
And it got me a Georgia
And an elegant New York townhouse
And I done bad

Now in world there's a lot of self-righteous
that would call me bad
They criticize ma for turning me out
No matter how we had

And though I haven't had to worry 'bout
Now for nigh on years
But I can still the desperation
In my poor voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me
here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me
Lord forgive me for I do
But if you out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down, your gonna help you move uptown"
And I she did