Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

A holiday, a
And the first one of the
Lord Donald's came into the church
The Gospel for to

And when the it was done
She cast her about
And she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the

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

"Oh, I can't home, I won't come home
And sleep you tonight
By the on your fingers
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
the yearlings home"

And a who was standing by
And hearing what was
He swore Donald he would know
the sun would set

And in his hurry to carry the
He his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad mill
He took off his and swam

Matty Groves, he lay down
And took a little
When he awoke, Donald
Was at his feet

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

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

"Well, get up, get up", Lord Donald
"Get up as as you can
never be said in fair England
I slew a man"

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

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

"And you will strike the very blow
And strike it a man
I strike the very next blow
And I'll you if I can"

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

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

And up spoke his own dear wife
Never heard to so free
"I'd a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or finery"

Donald, he jumped up
And loudly he did
He struck his wife right the heart
And her against the wall

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