Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very well lookin'
It was the I turned eighteen
We lived in a one room, shack
On the of New Orleans
We didn't have money for food or
To say the least we were pressed
Then Mama spent last penny we had
To buy me a dress

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

She said here's your one Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me

Mama dabbed a little bit of on my neck
And she kissed my
Then I saw the tears up in her troubled eyes
When she started to
She looked at a shack
And then she looked at me and a ragged breath
She said your run 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 across
The toe of my high heel
It like somebody else that was talkin'
Askin' what do I do
She said just be nice to the gentlemen
And be nice to you

She said here's your chance don't let me down
Here's one chance Fancy don't let me down
forgive me for what I do, but if you want out
Well up to you
Now don't let me you better start movin' uptown

Well, that was the time I saw my Ma
The night I left that shack
The welfare people came and the baby
Mama died and I ain't back

But the wheels of fate had to turn
And for me was no way out
And it very long 'til I knew exactly
What my Mama's talkin' about

I what I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow
That I's gonna be a lady
Though I don't know or how
I see spending the rest of my life
With my hung down in shame you know
I might been born just plain white trash
But was my name

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

It wasn't very long after a man
Took me off the
And one week I was pourin' his tea
In a room hotel suite

I charmed a king, a
And an aristocrat
Then I got me a Georgia
In an elegant New York flat
And I done bad

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

But I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on years
I can still hear the in my poor
Mama's voice in my ear

She said, here's your one chance 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 let me down
Your Mama's help you uptown

I she did