Luyện nghe bài hát Monday Morning

Early one mornin', one in spring
To hear the birds whistle, the nightingales
I met a fair maiden who sweetly did
'I'm going to be married Monday morning'

How old are you my fair young
in this valley, this valley so green?
How old are you my young maid?
"I'm goin' to be next Monday morning"

Well sixteen years old, that's too young for to
So take my advice, five years longer to
For marriage brings and sorrows begin
So put off your for Monday morning

You talk like a mad man, a man no skill
Two years I've been against my own will
And now I'm to have my own way
And I'm going to be married next Monday

And next Monday morning the bells they will
And my love will buy me a gay gold ring
Also he'll buy me a new gown
To at my wedding next Monday morning

Next night when I go to my bed
And I turn round to the man I've wed
Around his middle my two I will fling
And I to my soul it was Monday morning