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 the meeting it was done
She cast her about
And there she saw little Matty
Walking in the

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

"Oh, I can't come home, I won't home
And with you tonight
By the on your fingers
I can you are Lord Donald's wife"

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

And a who was standing by
And what was said
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 mill stream
He off his shoes and swam

Little Groves, he lay down
And a little sleep
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, I like your feather bed
And I like your sheets
But better I like your gay
Who lies in my asleep"

"Well, get up, get up", Lord cried
"Get up as as you can
It'll never be said in 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 two beaten swords
And they cost me in the purse
But you have the better of them
And I have the worse"

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

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

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

And then up spoke his own wife
heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from 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 the wall

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