Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

And when the it was done
She her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty
Walking in the

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

"Oh, I can't home, I won't come home
And with you tonight
By the on your fingers
I can tell you are Lord 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 hearing what was
He swore Lord Donald he know
the sun would set

And in his to carry the news
He bent his and ran
And he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and

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

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

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

"Well, get up, get up", Donald cried
"Get up as as you can
It'll never be in fair England
I a naked man"

"Oh, I can't get up, I 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 have two swords
And they cost me in the purse
But you have the better of them
And I will the worse"

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

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

And then Donald he took 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
heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from Matty's lips
Than you or finery"

Donald, he jumped 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 my lady at the top
For she was of kin"