Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very lookin' 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 hard-pressed
momma spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dress

Momma washed and combed and curled my
she painted my eyes and lips
And then I stepped into the satin dress
It was split in the side, up to my hips

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

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

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

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

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 shoe

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

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

Well was the last time I saw my momma
I left that rickety shack
Cause the welfare people and took the baby
Momma died and I been back

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

I what I had to do
But I made myself a vow
But I was gonna to be a someday
Though I didn't when or how

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

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

It wasn't long after that a man
Took me in off the
One week I was pourin' his tea
In a roomed hotel suite

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

Now in this world a lot of self-righteous
Hypocrites that call me bad
criticize ma momma for turning me out
No matter how we had

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

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
forgive me for what 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