Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

A holiday, a holiday, and the one of the year.
darnell's wife came into church, the gospel for to hear.

And when the it was done, she cast her eyes about,
And there she saw little matty groves, in the crowd.

``come home with me, little matty groves, home with me tonight.
home with me, little matty groves, and sleep with me till light.''

``oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and with you tonight,
By the rings on your fingers I can you are lord darnell's wife.''

``what if I am lord darnell's wife? lord not at home.
For he is out in the far cornfields, the yearlings home.''

And a servant who was standing by and hearing was said,
He swore lord darnell he would know the sun would set.

And in his hurry to carry the news, he his breast and ran,
And he came to the broad mill stream, he took off his shoes and swam.

matty groves, he lay down and took a little sleep.
When he awoke, lord darnell he was at his feet.

``how do you like my feather bed? and how do you like my sheets?
How do you my lady who lies in your arms asleep? ''

``oh, well I like your feather bed, and well I like sheets.
But better I like lady gay who lies in my arms asleep.''

``well, get up, get up,'' lord cried, ``get up as quick as you can!
It'll never be said in fair england I slew a naked man.''

``oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I get up for my life.
For you have two long beaten and I not a pocket-knife.''

``well it's I have two beaten swords, and they cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them and I have the worse.''

``and you will strike the first blow, and strike it like a man.
I will strike the very blow, and I'll kill you if I can.''

So matty struck the very first blow, and he lord darnell sore.
darnell struck the very next blow, and matty struck no more.

And then lord darnell he took his and he sat her on his knee,
Saying, ``who do you the best of us, matty groves or me? ''

And then up spoke his own wife, never heard to speak so free.
``i'd rather a kiss from dead matty's lips you and your finery.''

Lord darnell he jumped up and he did bawl,
He struck his wife right through the and pinned her against the wall.

``a grave, a grave!'' lord cried, ``to put these lovers in.
But bury my at the top for she was of noble kin.''