Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

A holiday, a holiday, and the one of the year
Lord wife came into the church,
the for to hear.

And when the it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come and sleep with you tonight
By the on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Arlen 's wife, Lord Arlen's not at
He is out in the far cornfields the yearlings home"

And a servant who was standing by and hearing was said
He Lord Arlen he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his and he swam

Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my
How do you like my lady who lies in arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like feather bed and well I like your sheets
But I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up," Lord cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I get up for my life
For you have two long swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I have the worse
And you will strike the first blow and strike it like a man
I will the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty the very first blow and he hurt Lord Arlen sore
Arlen struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Arlen took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"

Lord Arlen he jumped up and he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave," Lord Arlen cried, "to put these in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of kin"