Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

And the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about,
And there she saw matty groves, walking in the crowd.

``come with me, little matty groves, come home with me tonight.
home with me, little matty groves, and sleep with me till light.''

``oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and with you tonight,
By the rings on fingers I can tell you are lord darnell's wife.''

``what if I am lord darnell's lord darnell's not at home.
For he is out in the far cornfields, the yearlings home.''

And a who was standing by and hearing what was said,
He swore darnell he would know before the sun would set.

And in his to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran,
And he came to the broad mill stream, he took off his shoes and swam.

Little matty groves, he lay down and took a sleep.
When he awoke, lord darnell he was at his feet.

Saying ``how do you like my feather bed? and how do you my sheets?
How do you like my lady who in your arms asleep? ''

``oh, well I like feather bed, and well I like your sheets.
But better I like lady gay who lies in my arms asleep.''

``well, get up, get up,'' darnell cried, ``get up as quick as you can!
It'll never be said in fair england that I a naked man.''

``oh, I get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life.
For you two long beaten swords and I not a pocket-knife.''

``well it's true I have two beaten swords, and cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them and I have the worse.''

``and you will strike the very first blow, and strike it a man.
I will strike the very next blow, and I'll you if I can.''

So matty struck the very first blow, and he hurt darnell sore.
Lord darnell struck the very blow, and matty struck no more.

And then lord he took his wife and he sat her on his knee,
Saying, do you like the best of us, matty groves or me? ''

And then up spoke his own wife, never heard to speak so free.
``i'd rather a kiss from dead lips than you and your finery.''

Lord darnell he up and loudly he did bawl,
He struck his right through the heart and pinned her against the wall.

``a grave, a grave!'' lord darnell cried, put these lovers in.
But my lady at the top for she was of noble kin.''