Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

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

dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
And she my cheek
Then I saw the tears up in her troubled eyes
she started to speak
She looked at a shack
And then she looked at me and a ragged breath
She said your run off and I'm real sick
And the baby's gonna 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 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 here's your chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me
Lord forgive me for I do, but if you want out
it's up to you
Now don't let me you better 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 and I ain't been back

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

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

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

It wasn't very after a benevolent man
Took me off the
And one later I was pourin' his tea
In a five hotel suite

I a king, a congressman
And an aristocrat
I got me a Georgia mansion
In an elegant New York townhouse
And I done bad

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

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

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

I she did