Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

Mama and combed and curled my hair
And she my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin
Dancin' dress that had a split on the side up to my hip
It was red trim and it fit me good
Standin' from the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a gown kid had stood

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

Mama dabbed a little bit of 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 ragged
She said Pa's run off and I'm real sick
And the baby's starve to death

She handed me a heart shaped locket said
"To own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl
The toe of my high heel
It sounded like somebody else was talkin'
Askin' Mama do I do
She said just be nice to the Fancy
And be nice to you

She said here's your chance Fancy don't let me
your one chance Fancy don't let me down
Lord forgive me for what I do, but if you out
Well 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 people came and took the
Mama died and I ain't been

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

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

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

It wasn't very long a benevolent 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 New York townhouse flat
And I done bad

Now in this world there's a lot of hypocrite
That call me bad
And criticize for turning me out
No how little we had

But though I had to worry 'bout nothin'
For nigh on fifteen
I can still hear the desperation in my
voice ringin' in my ear

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

I she did