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 didn't have for food or rent
To say the we were hard 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 then I stepped into a satin
Dancin' that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me
Standin' back from the glass
There stood a woman where a gown kid had stood

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

Mama dabbed a bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
Then I saw the wellin' up in her troubled eyes
When she started to
She at a pitiful shack
And then she at me and took a ragged breath
She said your run off and I'm real sick
And the gonna starve to death

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

She said here's your 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
it's up to you
Now let me down you better start movin' uptown

Well, that was the time I saw my Ma
The night I that rickety shack
The people 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 long 'til I knew
What my Mama's been talkin'

I knew what I had to do but I made myself this vow
I's gonna be a lady someday
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 been born just white trash
But was my name

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

It wasn't very long after a 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 occasional
Then I got me a mansion
In an elegant New townhouse flat
And I done bad

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

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

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