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Matty Groves

アーティスト:Fairport Convention  アルバム:Live at the L.A. Troubadour  作詞:P D  作曲:P D 

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A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year. Lord Darnell's wife came into church, the gospel for to hear And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about, And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd. "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight, Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light." "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight, By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are Lord Darnell's wife." "What if I am Lord Darnell's wife? Lord Darnell's not at home. For he is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home." And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said, He swore Lord Darnell he would know before the sun would set. And in his hurry to carry the news he bent his breast and ran, And when he came to the broad mill stream he took of his shoes and he swam. Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep, When he awoke, Lord Darnell was standing at his feet. Saying "How do you like my feather bed? And how do you like my sheets? How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh, well I like your feather bed, and well I like your sheets. But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep."


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