Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Saying ``how do you like my feather bed? and how do you 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 your lady gay who lies in my asleep.''

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

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

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

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

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

And then lord he took his wife 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 heart and 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.''