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
going to be married next Monday morning'

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

Well sixteen years old, that's too for to marry
So take my advice, five longer to tarry
For marriage brings 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 my own will
And now I'm determined to my own way
And I'm going to be married next morning

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

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