Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy (The Voice Performance)

I remember it all well lookin' back
It was the summer I eighteen
We lived in a one room, rundown
On the of New Orleans
We didn't money for food or rent
To say the least we hard pressed
Then spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin'

washed and combed and curled my hair
And she my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into a satin' dancin'
had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me
Standin' back from the lookin'
There stood a where a half grown kid had stood

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

Mama dabbled a little bit of perfume on my neck and then she kissed my
And then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled as she started to speak
She at a pitiful shack
And then she at me and took a ragged breath
She said, "Your Pa's off and I'm real sick,
And the gonna starve to death."

She handed me a heart shaped that said,
"To own self be true."
And I as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high heeled
It sounded like somebody that was talkin'
Askin', "Mama, do I do?"
She said, "Just be to the gentlemen, Fancy,
And be nice to you."

She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, 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 let me down
Now mama's gonna move you uptown

Well, that was the time I saw my Ma
The night I left that rickety
The people came and took the baby
Mama died and I ain't been

But the wheels of had started to turn
And for me was no way out
And it wasn't very long 'til I exactly
What my Mama'd talkin' about

I knew what I had to do and I made myself this vow
That I's be a lady someday
Though I didn't when or how
But I couldn't see spending the rest of my
my head hung down in shame
You know I might have been born just white trash
But was my name

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

It wasn't long after that benevolent man me off the street
And one week later I was pourin' his tea in a five room hotel

I a king, a congressman and an occasional aristocrat
And then I got me a Georgia mansion and an elegant New townhouse flat
And I done bad

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

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin' for nigh on years
Well, I can still hear the in my poor Mama's voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down."
Lord, forgive me for I do
But if you want out it's up to you
Now let me down
Now your Mama's move you uptown

Well, I she did