Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

Momma and combed and curled my hair
she painted my eyes and lips
And I stepped into the satin dancin' dress
It was split in the side, clean up to my

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

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

Momma dabbed a little bit of
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 shack and then
She looked at me and a ragged breath
" Your Pa's off and I'm real sick
And the baby's starve to death"

She handed me a heart-shaped locket that
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl
The toe of my shoe

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
Here's 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 get on now, girl, you start movin' uptown"

Well that was the last I saw my momma
Then I left that rickety
Cause the welfare people came and 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 long after that I knew exactly
What my momma been talkin'

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 rest of my
With my head down in shame
I mighta been born plain white trash
But Fancy was my

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

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

I've charmed a king, a
And an aristocrat
And it got me a Georgia
And an elegant New townhouse flat
And I ain't bad

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

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

"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 out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's gonna you move uptown"
And I she did