Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

And the meeting it was done
She cast her about
And there she saw Matty Groves
in the crowd

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

"Oh, I can't come home, I won't home
And sleep with you
By the on your fingers
I can you are Lord 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 Lord Donald he know
Before the sun set

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

Little Groves, he lay down
And took a little
he awoke, Lord Donald
Was at his feet

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

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

"Well, get up, get up", Lord cried
"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 get up for my life
For you have two long swords
And I got a knife"

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

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

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

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

And up spoke his own dear wife
heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's
Than you or finery"

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

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