Luyện nghe bài hát Monday Morning

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

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

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

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

And next morning the bells they will ring
And my true love buy me a gay gold ring
Also buy me a new pretty gown
To wear at my wedding Monday morning

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