Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

A holiday, a
And the one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the
The for to hear

And when the meeting it was
She cast her eyes
And there she saw little Groves
in the crowd

"Come home with me, Matty Groves
home with me tonight
Come with me, little Matty Groves
And with me 'til light"

"Oh, I come home, I won't come home
And sleep you tonight
By the rings on your
I can tell you are Donald's wife"

"But if I am Donald's wife
Lord Donald's not at
He is out in the far
Bringing the home"

And a servant who was by
And hearing what was
He swore Lord he would know
Before the sun set

And in his hurry to the news
He his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad stream
He off his shoes and swam

Matty Groves, he lay down
And took a sleep
When he awoke, Donald
Was standing at his

Saying, "How do you my feather bed
And how do you my sheets
How do you like my
Who lies in arms asleep?"

"Oh, well I your feather bed
And well I like sheets
But better I your lady gay
Who in my arms asleep"

"Well, get up, get up", Donald cried
"Get up as as you can
It'll be said in fair England
I a naked man"

"Oh, I get up, I won't get up
I can't get up for my
For you two long beaten swords
And I got a knife"

"Well, it's true I two beaten swords
And they me deep in the purse
But you have the better of them
And I have the worse"

"And you will strike the very first
And strike it a man
I will strike the very blow
And kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very blow
And he hurt Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very blow
And Matty struck no

And then Lord Donald he took his
And he sat her on his
Saying, "Who do you the best of us
Groves or me?"

And then up spoke his own wife
Never to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead lips
you or your finery"

Lord Donald, he up
And he did bawl
He struck his wife right the heart
And pinned her the wall

"A grave, a grave," Lord cried
"To put lovers in
But bury my at the top
For she was of kin"