Luyện nghe bài hát Fancy

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

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

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

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

"Here's your one 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, well, up to you
Now don't let me down, your momma's gonna you move uptown"

Momma dabbed a little bit of
On my neck and she kissed my
I saw the tears welling up
In her troubled eyes when she to speak

She looked at our pitiful and then
She at me and took a ragged breath
" Your Pa's runned off and I'm real
And the baby's gonna to death"

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

It sounded somebody 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
Here's your one chance, Fancy, let me down
forgive 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 people came and took the baby
Momma died and I ain't been

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

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

I couldn't see the rest of my life
With my hung down in shame
I mighta been born just white trash
But Fancy was my

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

It wasn't long after that a man
Took me in off the
One later I was pourin' his tea
In a five roomed suite

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

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

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

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, 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 don't let me down, momma's gonna help you move uptown"
And I she did