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

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

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

"But if I am Donald's wife
Lord 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 he would know
the sun would set

And in his hurry to the news
He his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad mill
He took off his shoes and

Matty Groves, he lay down
And took a sleep
When he awoke, Lord
Was standing at his

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

"Oh, I like your feather bed
And well I your sheets
But better I like your 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 can't get up, I get up
I get up for my life
For you have two long swords
And I got a knife"

"Well, it's I have 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 strike it a man
I will strike the very blow
And kill you if I can"

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

And then Lord 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 a kiss from dead Matty's lips
you or your finery"

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

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