Luyện nghe bài hát Monday Morning

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

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

Well sixteen years old, too young for to marry
So take my advice, years longer to tarry
For marriage brings and sorrows begin
So put off your wedding for Monday

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

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

Next monday when I go to my bed
And I turn round to the man that wed
Around his middle my two arms I will
And I to my soul it was Monday morning