Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

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

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

"Oh, I can't come home, I come home
And sleep you tonight
By the rings on fingers
I can tell you are Lord wife"

"But if I am Lord wife
Lord not at home
He is out in the far
Bringing the home"

And a servant who was by
And what was said
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 came to the mill stream
He took off his and swam

Little Matty Groves, he lay
And a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord
Was standing at his

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

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

"Well, get up, get up", Donald cried
"Get up as as you can
never be said in fair England
I slew a man"

"Oh, I can't get up, I get up
I can't get up for my
For you have two long beaten
And I got a knife"

"Well, it's I have two beaten swords
And they me deep in the purse
But you will 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 next
And kill you if I can"

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

And Lord 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 his own dear 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," Lord cried
"To put lovers in
But bury my at the top
For she was of kin"