Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

And when the meeting it was
She her eyes about
And she saw little Matty Groves
in the crowd

"Come home with me, Matty Groves
Come home with me
Come home with me, Matty Groves
And sleep with me 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
Donald's not at home
He is out in the far
Bringing the home"

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

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

Little Matty Groves, he lay
And took a sleep
When he awoke, Lord
Was at his feet

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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