Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very well lookin'
It was the summer I eighteen
We lived in a one room, shack
On the of New Orleans
We have money for food or rent
To say the we were hard pressed
Then Mama spent every last we had
To buy me a dress

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

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

Mama dabbed a bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled
When she started to
She looked at a shack
And then she at me and took 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 thine own be true"
And I shivered as I a roach crawl across
The toe of my high heel
It sounded like else that was talkin'
Askin' Mama 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
your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Lord forgive me for I do, but if you want out
it's up to you
Now don't let me down you start movin' uptown

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

But the wheels of had started to turn
And for me was no way out
And it wasn't very 'til 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 gonna be a lady
Though I know when or how
I couldn't see the rest of my life
With my head down in shame you know
I might have born just plain white trash
But was my name

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

It very long after a benevolent man
me off the street
And one later 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 New York townhouse flat
And I ain't bad

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

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout
For nigh on fifteen
I can still hear the desperation in my
Mama's ringin' 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 out well it's up to you
Now let me down
Your Mama's gonna you uptown

I she did