Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very well back
It was the summer I eighteen
We lived in a one room, rundown
On the outskirts of New
We didn't have money for or rent
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 that had a split on the clean up to my hip
It was red trim and it fit me good
Standin' back from the lookin'
stood a woman where a half gown kid had stood

She said here's your one chance Fancy let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy let me down

dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
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 took a breath
She said your Pa's run off and I'm real
And the baby's gonna starve to

She handed me a shaped locket that said
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a crawl across
The toe of my heel shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was
Mama what do I do
She just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
And they'll be to you

She said your chance Fancy don't let me down
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 don't let me down you better start uptown

Well, that was the last I saw my Ma
The night I left that shack
The people came and took the baby
Mama died and I been back

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

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

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

It very long after a benevolent man
me off the street
And one week I was pourin' his tea
In a five room suite

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

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

But I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on fifteen
I can hear the desperation in my poor
voice ringin' in my ear

She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me
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
Your Mama's gonna help you

I she did