Luyện nghe bài hát Matty Groves

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

And when the meeting it was done, she her eyes about
And there she saw Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home me tonight
Come with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my wife"
"But if I am Lord Arlen 's wife, Arlen's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the home"

And a servant who was standing by and what was said
He swore Lord Arlen he would know the sun would set
And in his hurry to the news, he bent his breast and ran
And he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam

Little Matty Groves, he lay down and a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you 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 your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up," Arlen 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 swords and I not a knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the
But you will have the better of them and I will have the
And you will the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next and I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord sore
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow and struck no more
And then Lord took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or finery"

Lord Arlen he jumped up and loudly he did
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her the wall
"A grave, a grave," Arlen cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of kin"