Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

Momma washed and and curled my hair
Then she 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, velvet-trimmed and it fit me
And back from the lookin' glass
Was a
Where a half grown kid had

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
Lord forgive me for 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 when she started to speak

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

She me a heart-shaped locket that said
"To own self 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
they'll be to you"

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, 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 better start uptown"

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

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

I what I had to do
But I made a solemn 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 hung in shame
I mighta been born just white trash
But Fancy was my

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down"

It wasn't long after that a man
me in off the streets
One week later I was his tea
In a five roomed 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 this world a lot of self-righteous
Hypocrites that would me bad
They criticize ma for turning me out
No matter how we had

And though I haven't had to worry nothin'
Now for nigh on years
But I can still the desperation
In my poor mommas voice 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 want out, well, up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's gonna you move uptown"
And I she did