[00:08.10]Early one morning one morning in spring.
[00:14.36]To hear the birds whistle.
[00:18.13]The nightingale sing.
[00:21.85]I met a fair maiden who sweetly did sing:
[00:28.29]I'm going to be married next Monday morning.
[00:36.87]How old are you my fair young maid?
[00:44.46]Here in this valley, this valley so green.
[00:51.42]How old are you my fair young maid?
[00:57.77]I'm going to be sixteen next Monday morning.
[01:05.69]Well sixteen years old.
[01:09.50]That's too young for to marry.
[01:13.24]So make my advice five years longer to tarry.
[01:19.76]For marriage brings troubles and sorrows begin.
[01:26.74]So put off your wedding for Monday morning.
[01:35.16]You talk like a mad man, a man with no skill.
[01:42.15]Two years I've been waiting against my own will.
[01:48.88]And now I'm determined to have my own way.
[01:56.02]And I'm going to be married next Monday morning.
[02:04.70]And next Monday morning the bells they'll ring.
[02:11.67]My true love will buy me a gay gold ring.
[02:18.58]Also he'll buy me a new pretty gown.
[02:25.30]To wear at my wedding next Monday morning.
[02:34.14]Next Monday night when I go to my bed.
[02:40.79]And I turn around to the man that I've wed.
[02:47.60]Around his middle my two arms I'll fling.
[02:56.40]And I wish to my soul it was Monday morning.