Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

Momma washed and combed and curled my
Then she my eyes and lips
And then I stepped into the satin dancin'
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
Here's one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
forgive me for what I do
But if you out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's gonna help you uptown"

Momma dabbed a little bit of
On my neck and she my cheek
Then I saw the tears up
In her troubled eyes she started to speak

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

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

It sounded like else it was talkin'
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 out, well, it's up to you
Now get on now, girl, you start movin' uptown"

Well that was the time I saw my momma
I left that rickety shack
Cause the welfare people came and the baby
Momma and I ain't been back

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

I knew I had to do
But I made a solemn vow
But I was to be a lady someday
Though I know when or how

I couldn't see spendin' the rest of my
With my head down in shame
I mighta been born just plain white
But Fancy was my

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

It wasn't after that a benevolent man
me in off the streets
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 townhouse
And I done bad

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

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

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