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 next morning'

How old are you my fair maid
Here in valley, this valley so green?
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 my advice, five years longer to tarry
For marriage brings troubles and begin
So put off wedding for Monday morning

You like a mad man, a man with no skill
Two years been waiting against my own will
And now I'm to have 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
he'll buy me a new pretty gown
To at my wedding next Monday morning

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