Matty Groves Lyrics
| Song | Matty Groves |
| Artist | Fairport Convention |
| Album | Liege And Lief |
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| [00:18.96] | A holiday, a holiday |
| [00:21.18] | And the first one of the year |
| [00:24.18] | Lord Donald's wife came into the church |
| [00:27.06] | The Gospel for to hear |
| [00:29.43] | And when the meeting it was done |
| [00:31.98] | She cast her eyes about |
| [00:34.64] | And there she saw little Matty Groves |
| [00:37.63] | Walking in the crowd |
| [00:40.20] | "Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:42.77] | Come home with me tonight |
| [00:45.39] | Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:48.13] | And sleep with me 'til light" |
| [00:50.62] | "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home |
| [00:53.45] | And sleep with you tonight |
| [00:56.00] | By the rings on your fingers |
| [00:58.54] | I can tell you are Lord Donald's wife" |
| [01:01.40] | "But if I am Lord Donald's wife |
| [01:03.99] | Lord Donald's not at home |
| [01:06.52] | He is out in the far cornfields |
| [01:09.66] | Bringing the yearlings home" |
| [01:22.70] | And a servant who was standing by |
| [01:25.57] | And hearing what was said |
| [01:28.10] | He swore Lord Donald he would know |
| [01:30.90] | Before the sun would set |
| [01:33.47] | And in his hurry to carry the news |
| [01:36.13] | He bent his breast and ran |
| [01:38.87] | And when he came to the broad mill stream |
| [01:41.68] | He took off his shoes and he swam |
| [01:55.56] | Little Matty Groves, he lay down |
| [01:57.59] | And took a little sleep |
| [02:00.10] | When he awoke, Lord Donald |
| [02:02.77] | Was standing at his feet |
| [02:05.20] | Saying, "How do you like my feather bed |
| [02:07.86] | And how do you like my sheets |
| [02:10.48] | How do you like my lady |
| [02:13.15] | Who lies in your arms asleep?" |
| [02:15.77] | "Oh, well, I like your feather bed |
| [02:18.30] | And well, I like your sheets |
| [02:21.00] | But better I like your lady gay |
| [02:23.67] | Who lies in my arms asleep" |
| [02:26.06] | "Well, get up, get up", Lord Donald cried “ |
| [02:29.17] | "Get up as quick as you can |
| [02:31.35] | It'll never be said in fair England |
| [02:34.23] | I slew a naked man" |
| [02:36.78] | "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up |
| [02:39.65] | I can't get up for my life |
| [02:42.19] | For you have two long beaten swords |
| [02:44.91] | And I not a pocket knife" |
| [02:47.23] | "Well, it's true I have two beaten swords |
| [02:50.07] | And they cost me deep in the purse |
| [02:52.88] | But you will have the better of them |
| [02:55.50] | And I will have the worse" |
| [02:57.86] | "And you will strike the very first blow |
| [03:00.78] | And strike it like a man |
| [03:03.57] | I will strike the very next blow |
| [03:05.97] | And I'll kill you if I can" |
| [03:19.35] | So Matty struck the very first blow |
| [03:21.97] | And he hurt Lord Donald sore |
| [03:24.48] | Lord Donald struck the very next blow |
| [03:27.22] | And Matty struck no more |
| [03:29.70] | And then Lord Donald he took his wife |
| [03:32.40] | And he sat her on his knee |
| [03:34.57] | Saying, "Who do you like the best of us |
| [03:37.71] | Matty Groves or me?" |
| [03:40.36] | And then up spoke his own dear wife |
| [03:42.92] | Never heard to speak so free |
| [03:45.17] | "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips |
| [03:48.13] | Than you or your finery" |
| [04:01.97] | Lord Donald, he jumped up |
| [04:03.63] | And loudly he did bawl |
| [04:06.46] | He struck his wife right through the heart |
| [04:08.95] | And pinned her against the wall |
| [04:11.54] | "A grave, a grave", Lord Donald cried “ |
| [04:14.30] | "To put these lovers in |
| [04:16.84] | But bury my lady at the top |
| [04:19.44] | For she was of noble kin" |
| [04:24.05] |
| [00:18.96] | A holiday, a holiday |
| [00:21.18] | And the first one of the year |
| [00:24.18] | Lord Donald' s wife came into the church |
| [00:27.06] | The Gospel for to hear |
| [00:29.43] | And when the meeting it was done |
| [00:31.98] | She cast her eyes about |
| [00:34.64] | And there she saw little Matty Groves |
| [00:37.63] | Walking in the crowd |
| [00:40.20] | " Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:42.77] | Come home with me tonight |
| [00:45.39] | Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:48.13] | And sleep with me ' til light" |
| [00:50.62] | " Oh, I can' t come home, I won' t come home |
| [00:53.45] | And sleep with you tonight |
| [00:56.00] | By the rings on your fingers |
| [00:58.54] | I can tell you are Lord Donald' s wife" |
| [01:01.40] | " But if I am Lord Donald' s wife |
| [01:03.99] | Lord Donald' s not at home |
| [01:06.52] | He is out in the far cornfields |
| [01:09.66] | Bringing the yearlings home" |
| [01:22.70] | And a servant who was standing by |
| [01:25.57] | And hearing what was said |
| [01:28.10] | He swore Lord Donald he would know |
| [01:30.90] | Before the sun would set |
| [01:33.47] | And in his hurry to carry the news |
| [01:36.13] | He bent his breast and ran |
| [01:38.87] | And when he came to the broad mill stream |
| [01:41.68] | He took off his shoes and he swam |
| [01:55.56] | Little Matty Groves, he lay down |
| [01:57.59] | And took a little sleep |
| [02:00.10] | When he awoke, Lord Donald |
| [02:02.77] | Was standing at his feet |
| [02:05.20] | Saying, " How do you like my feather bed |
| [02:07.86] | And how do you like my sheets |
| [02:10.48] | How do you like my lady |
| [02:13.15] | Who lies in your arms asleep?" |
| [02:15.77] | " Oh, well, I like your feather bed |
| [02:18.30] | And well, I like your sheets |
| [02:21.00] | But better I like your lady gay |
| [02:23.67] | Who lies in my arms asleep" |
| [02:26.06] | " Well, get up, get up", Lord Donald cried " |
| [02:29.17] | " Get up as quick as you can |
| [02:31.35] | It' ll never be said in fair England |
| [02:34.23] | I slew a naked man" |
| [02:36.78] | " Oh, I can' t get up, I won' t get up |
| [02:39.65] | I can' t get up for my life |
| [02:42.19] | For you have two long beaten swords |
| [02:44.91] | And I not a pocket knife" |
| [02:47.23] | " Well, it' s true I have two beaten swords |
| [02:50.07] | And they cost me deep in the purse |
| [02:52.88] | But you will have the better of them |
| [02:55.50] | And I will have the worse" |
| [02:57.86] | " And you will strike the very first blow |
| [03:00.78] | And strike it like a man |
| [03:03.57] | I will strike the very next blow |
| [03:05.97] | And I' ll kill you if I can" |
| [03:19.35] | So Matty struck the very first blow |
| [03:21.97] | And he hurt Lord Donald sore |
| [03:24.48] | Lord Donald struck the very next blow |
| [03:27.22] | And Matty struck no more |
| [03:29.70] | And then Lord Donald he took his wife |
| [03:32.40] | And he sat her on his knee |
| [03:34.57] | Saying, " Who do you like the best of us |
| [03:37.71] | Matty Groves or me?" |
| [03:40.36] | And then up spoke his own dear wife |
| [03:42.92] | Never heard to speak so free |
| [03:45.17] | " I' d rather a kiss from dead Matty' s lips |
| [03:48.13] | Than you or your finery" |
| [04:01.97] | Lord Donald, he jumped up |
| [04:03.63] | And loudly he did bawl |
| [04:06.46] | He struck his wife right through the heart |
| [04:08.95] | And pinned her against the wall |
| [04:11.54] | " A grave, a grave", Lord Donald cried " |
| [04:14.30] | " To put these lovers in |
| [04:16.84] | But bury my lady at the top |
| [04:19.44] | For she was of noble kin" |
| [04:24.05] |
| [00:18.96] | A holiday, a holiday |
| [00:21.18] | And the first one of the year |
| [00:24.18] | Lord Donald' s wife came into the church |
| [00:27.06] | The Gospel for to hear |
| [00:29.43] | And when the meeting it was done |
| [00:31.98] | She cast her eyes about |
| [00:34.64] | And there she saw little Matty Groves |
| [00:37.63] | Walking in the crowd |
| [00:40.20] | " Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:42.77] | Come home with me tonight |
| [00:45.39] | Come home with me, little Matty Groves |
| [00:48.13] | And sleep with me ' til light" |
| [00:50.62] | " Oh, I can' t come home, I won' t come home |
| [00:53.45] | And sleep with you tonight |
| [00:56.00] | By the rings on your fingers |
| [00:58.54] | I can tell you are Lord Donald' s wife" |
| [01:01.40] | " But if I am Lord Donald' s wife |
| [01:03.99] | Lord Donald' s not at home |
| [01:06.52] | He is out in the far cornfields |
| [01:09.66] | Bringing the yearlings home" |
| [01:22.70] | And a servant who was standing by |
| [01:25.57] | And hearing what was said |
| [01:28.10] | He swore Lord Donald he would know |
| [01:30.90] | Before the sun would set |
| [01:33.47] | And in his hurry to carry the news |
| [01:36.13] | He bent his breast and ran |
| [01:38.87] | And when he came to the broad mill stream |
| [01:41.68] | He took off his shoes and he swam |
| [01:55.56] | Little Matty Groves, he lay down |
| [01:57.59] | And took a little sleep |
| [02:00.10] | When he awoke, Lord Donald |
| [02:02.77] | Was standing at his feet |
| [02:05.20] | Saying, " How do you like my feather bed |
| [02:07.86] | And how do you like my sheets |
| [02:10.48] | How do you like my lady |
| [02:13.15] | Who lies in your arms asleep?" |
| [02:15.77] | " Oh, well, I like your feather bed |
| [02:18.30] | And well, I like your sheets |
| [02:21.00] | But better I like your lady gay |
| [02:23.67] | Who lies in my arms asleep" |
| [02:26.06] | " Well, get up, get up", Lord Donald cried " |
| [02:29.17] | " Get up as quick as you can |
| [02:31.35] | It' ll never be said in fair England |
| [02:34.23] | I slew a naked man" |
| [02:36.78] | " Oh, I can' t get up, I won' t get up |
| [02:39.65] | I can' t get up for my life |
| [02:42.19] | For you have two long beaten swords |
| [02:44.91] | And I not a pocket knife" |
| [02:47.23] | " Well, it' s true I have two beaten swords |
| [02:50.07] | And they cost me deep in the purse |
| [02:52.88] | But you will have the better of them |
| [02:55.50] | And I will have the worse" |
| [02:57.86] | " And you will strike the very first blow |
| [03:00.78] | And strike it like a man |
| [03:03.57] | I will strike the very next blow |
| [03:05.97] | And I' ll kill you if I can" |
| [03:19.35] | So Matty struck the very first blow |
| [03:21.97] | And he hurt Lord Donald sore |
| [03:24.48] | Lord Donald struck the very next blow |
| [03:27.22] | And Matty struck no more |
| [03:29.70] | And then Lord Donald he took his wife |
| [03:32.40] | And he sat her on his knee |
| [03:34.57] | Saying, " Who do you like the best of us |
| [03:37.71] | Matty Groves or me?" |
| [03:40.36] | And then up spoke his own dear wife |
| [03:42.92] | Never heard to speak so free |
| [03:45.17] | " I' d rather a kiss from dead Matty' s lips |
| [03:48.13] | Than you or your finery" |
| [04:01.97] | Lord Donald, he jumped up |
| [04:03.63] | And loudly he did bawl |
| [04:06.46] | He struck his wife right through the heart |
| [04:08.95] | And pinned her against the wall |
| [04:11.54] | " A grave, a grave", Lord Donald cried " |
| [04:14.30] | " To put these lovers in |
| [04:16.84] | But bury my lady at the top |
| [04:19.44] | For she was of noble kin" |
| [04:24.05] |
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