| Was on the high high holy day | |
| The best day of the year | |
| Little Matty Groves went to church | |
| A gospel for to hear | |
| A gospel for to hear | |
| And first to come down was dressed in green | |
| And the second one dressed in red | |
| The third to come down was Lord Daniel's wife | |
| Just as fair as any queen | |
| Just as fair as any queen | |
| Then Matty Groves says to one of his men | |
| See the fair one dressed in white | |
| Although she is Lord Daniel's wife | |
| I'll be with her tonight | |
| I'll be with her tonight | |
| Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better | |
| And little foot page he was standing by | |
| And heard all that was said | |
| He says Lord Daniel shall know tonight | |
| Before I go to bed | |
| Before I go to bed | |
| He had fifteen miles for to go that night | |
| And ten of them he run | |
| He run til he come to the broke down bridge | |
| Then he bent to his breast and he swum | |
| He bent to his breast and he swum | |
| He swum til he come to where the grass was green | |
| He took to his feet and he run | |
| He run til he come to Lord Daniel's Gate | |
| Then he rattled at the bells and he rung | |
| He rattled at the bells and he rung | |
| What news, what news, what news | |
| What news have you bring | |
| Little Matty Groves is in your bed with your wife | |
| And their hearts both beat as one | |
| Their hearts both beat as one | |
| Now if the truth you've told me | |
| A rich man you shall be | |
| But if a lie you've told to me | |
| I'll hang you to a tree | |
| I'll hang you to a tree | |
| Then he gathered him up about fifty good men | |
| And he done it with a free good will | |
| Then he popped his bugle to his mouth | |
| And he blowed it loud and shrill | |
| He blowed it loud and shrill | |
| I'd better get up said little Matty Groves | |
| I'd better get up and go | |
| I know your husband is coming home | |
| I hear his bugle blow | |
| I hear his bugle blow | |
| Lay down, lay down my precious one | |
| Lay down and go to sleep | |
| It's only my father's shepherd's horn | |
| And he's a calling for his sheep | |
| He's a calling for his sheep | |
| So they laid down together again | |
| And soon were fast asleep | |
| And when they awoke it was broad daylight | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Get up from there your naked man | |
| And put you on some clothes | |
| I never intend for to have it said | |
| That a naked man I slow | |
| That a naked man I slow | |
| Then Matty Groves struck the very first lick | |
| And he wounded Lord Daniel sore | |
| Lord Daniel struck the very next lick | |
| And he drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| He drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| Then he taken his lady by the hand | |
| And he sat her on his knee | |
| And he says now which do you love the best | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Very well I like your rosy cheeks | |
| Very well I like your chin | |
| But better I love little Matty Groves | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill | |
| And dig it wide and deep | |
| And put little Matty Groves in my arms | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill | |
| And dig it wide and deep | |
| And put little Matty Groves in my arms | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet |