Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very lookin' back
It was the summer I eighteen
We in a one room, rundown shack
On the of New Orleans
We didn't have for food or rent
To say the least we were hard
Then Mama spent every penny we had
To buy me a dress

Mama washed and combed and 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
Standin' back the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a half gown kid had

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

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my
And she my cheek
Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her eyes
When she started to
She looked at a pitiful
And then she looked at me and a ragged breath
She your Pa's run off and I'm real sick
And the baby's starve to death

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

She said here's chance Fancy don't let me down
Here's your one 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 night I left rickety shack
The welfare people came and the baby
Mama died and I ain't been

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

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

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

It wasn't very after a benevolent 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 occasional
I got me a Georgia mansion
In an elegant New townhouse flat
And I ain't bad

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

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

She said, here's one chance 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 it's up to you
Now don't let me
Your gonna help you uptown

I she did