Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

Mama and combed and curled my hair
And she my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin
Dancin' dress that had a 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 woman a half gown kid had stood

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

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my
And she my cheek
Then I saw the tears up in her troubled eyes
she started to speak
She looked at a pitiful
And then she looked at me and a ragged breath
She said Pa's run off and I'm real sick
And the gonna starve to death

She me a heart shaped locket that said
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach across
The toe of my high shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was
Mama what do I do
She said just be nice to the Fancy
And be nice to you

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

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

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

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

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

It wasn't very after a benevolent man
me off the street
And one later I was pourin' his tea
In a room hotel suite

I a king, a congressman
And an occasional
Then I got me a mansion
In an elegant New York townhouse
And I done bad

Now in this world a lot of self-righteous hypocrite
That call me bad
And criticize Mama for me out
No matter how we had

But though I ain't had to worry nothin'
For nigh on fifteen
I can still hear the in my poor
Mama's ringin' in my ear

She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me
Here's your one Fancy don't let me down
Lord, me for what I do
But if you want out it's up to you
Now let me down
Your Mama's help you uptown

I she did