Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

I remember it all very lookin' back
It was the summer that I turned
We in a one-room, run down shack
On the outskirts of New

We didn't have money for or rent
To say the we were hard-pressed
When momma every last penny we had
To buy me a dress

Momma washed and combed and my hair
Then she my eyes and lips
And then I stepped the satin dancin' dress
It was split in the side, clean up to my

It was red, and it fit me good
And back from the lookin' glass
Was a
Where a half kid had stood

"Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Lord me for what I do
But if you out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's help you move uptown"

dabbed a little bit of perfume
On my neck and she kissed my
Then I saw the welling up
In her troubled eyes when she started to

She looked at our pitiful shack and
She looked at me and a ragged breath
" Your Pa's runned off and I'm sick
And the gonna starve to death"

She handed me a heart-shaped locket said
"To own self be true"
And I as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my shoe

It sounded like somebody else it was
Askin', "Momma do I do?"
"Just be to the gentlemen, Fancy, and
be nice to you"

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
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 get on now, girl, you better movin' uptown"

that was the last time I saw my momma
Then I that rickety shack
Cause the welfare people came and the baby
died and I ain't been back

But the of fate had started to turn
And for me was no way out
It wasn't very long after I knew exactly
What my momma been talkin'

I what I had to do
But I made myself a vow
But I was gonna to be a lady
Though I didn't know or how

I couldn't see the rest of my life
With my head hung down in
I mighta born just plain white trash
But was my name

"Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"

It wasn't long after a benevolent man
Took me in off the
One week later I was his tea
In a roomed hotel suite

I've charmed a king, a
And an aristocrat
And it got me a mansion
And an elegant New York flat
And I ain't bad

Now in this there's a lot of self-righteous
Hypocrites that call me bad
They ma momma for turning me out
No matter how we had

And though I haven't had to worry 'bout
Now for nigh on fifteen
But I can still hear the
In my poor mommas voice ringin' in my

"Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Lord forgive me for I do
But if you want out, well, up to you
Now don't let me down, your gonna help you move uptown"
And I she did