Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

A holiday, a
And the first one of the
Lord wife came into the church
The for to hear

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh, well I your feather bed
And well I like your
But better I like your 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 a naked man"

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

"Well, it's true I have two swords
And cost 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 it like a man
I strike the very next blow
And kill you if I can"

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

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 then up his own dear wife
Never to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from Matty's lips
Than you or finery"

Lord Donald, he up
And loudly he did
He struck his wife right through the
And pinned her against the

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