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

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

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

if I am lord darnell's wife? 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 when he came to the mill stream, he took off his shoes and swam.

Little matty groves, he lay down and a little sleep.
When he awoke, darnell he 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 in your arms asleep? ''

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

``well, get up, get up,'' darnell cried, ``get up as quick as you can!
never be said in fair england 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 beaten and I not a pocket-knife.''

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

you will strike the very first blow, and strike it like 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 next blow, and matty struck no more.

And then darnell he 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 spoke his own dear wife, never to speak so free.
``i'd rather a kiss from dead matty's lips you and your finery.''

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

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