Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

We didn't have money for food or
To say the least we hard-pressed
When momma spent last penny we had
To buy me a dress

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, clean up to my

It was red, velvet-trimmed and it fit me
And standin' from the lookin' glass
Was a
Where a half grown kid had

"Here's your one 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, well, up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's gonna you move uptown"

Momma dabbed a bit of perfume
On my neck and she kissed my
Then I saw the welling up
In her troubled eyes she started to speak

She looked at our pitiful shack and
She looked at me and a ragged breath
" Your Pa's off and I'm real sick
And the gonna starve to death"

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

It sounded like else it was talkin'
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
your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Lord forgive me for I do
But if you out, well, it's up to you
Now get on now, girl, you start movin' uptown"

Well that was the last I saw my momma
I left that rickety shack
Cause the welfare people and took the baby
died and I ain't been back

But the wheels of fate had started to
And for me was no way out
It wasn't long after that I knew exactly
What my momma been about

I what I had to do
But I made myself a vow
But I was gonna to be a someday
Though I know when or how

I see spendin' the rest of my life
With my head hung down in
I mighta been born just plain white
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 after that a benevolent man
me in off the streets
One week I was pourin' his tea
In a five hotel suite

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

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

And though I had to worry 'bout nothin'
Now for nigh on years
But I can still hear the
In my poor voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's one chance, 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, your momma's gonna you move uptown"
And I she did