Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

Mama washed and combed and my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips then I into a satin
Dancin' dress that had a split on the side up to my hip
It was red velvet 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 don't let me down
Here's your one Fancy don't let me down

dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
Then I saw the wellin' up in her troubled eyes
When she to speak
She at a pitiful 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 that
"To thine own be true"
And I shivered as I watched a crawl across
The toe of my heel shoe
It sounded like else that was talkin'
Askin' Mama do I do
She said be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
And be nice to you

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

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

But the wheels of had started to turn
And for me was no way out
And it wasn't very long 'til I exactly
What my been 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 have been born just plain trash
But Fancy was my

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

It wasn't very long after a 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 aristocrat
I got me a Georgia mansion
In an New York townhouse flat
And I ain't bad

Now in world there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrite
That would me bad
And criticize Mama for 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
Mama's ringin' in my ear

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

I she did