Fairport Convention – Matty Groves (Ukulele)
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Am A holiday, A holiday G And the first one of the year G Lord Darnell's wife came into the church Am G Am The gospel for to hear Am And when the meeting it was done G She cast her eyes about G And there she saw little Matty Groves Am G Am Walking in the crowd Am "Come home with me, little Matty Groves G Come home with me tonight G Come home with me, little Matty Groves Am G Am And sleep with me 'til light" Am "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home G And sleep with you tonight G By the rings on your fingers I can tell Am G Am You are Lord Darnell's wife" Am "But if I am Lord Darnell's wife G Lord Darnell's not at home G He is out in the far cornfields Am G Am Bringing the yearlings home" Am And a servant who was standing by G And hearing what was said G He swore Lord Darnell he would know Am G Am Before the sun would set Am And in his hurry to carry the news G He bent his breast and ran G And when he came to the broad mill stream Am G Am He took off his shoes and swam Am Little Matty Groves, he lay down G And took a little sleep G When he awoke Lord Darnell Am G Am Was standing at his feet Am Saying "How do you like my feather bed G And how do you like my sheets G How do you like my lady Am G Am Who lies in your arms asleep?" Am "Oh well, I like your feather bed G And well, I like your sheets G But better I like your lady gay Am G Am Who lies in my arms asleep" Am "Well, get up, get up", Lord Darnell cried G "Get up as quick as you can G It'll never be said in fair England Am G Am I slew a naked man" Am "Oh I can't get up, I won't get up G I can't get up for my life G For you have two long beaten swords Am G Am And I not a pocket knife" Am "Well it's true I have two beaten swords G They cost me deep in the purse G But you will have the better of them Am G Am And I will have the worse" Am "And you will strike the very first blow G And strike it like a man G I will strike the very next blow Am G Am And I'll kill you if I can" Am So Matty struck the very first blow G And he hurt Lord Darnell sore G Lord Darnell struck the very next blow Am G Am And Matty struck no more Am And then Lord Darnell he took his wife G And he sat her on his knee G Saying, "Who do like the best of us Am G Am Matty Groves or me?" Am And then up spoke his own dear wife G Never heard to speak so free G "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips Am G Am Than you and your finery" Am Lord Darnell he jumped up G And loudly he did bawl G He stuck his wife right through the heart Am G Am And pinned her against the wall Am "A grave, a grave", Lord Darnell cried G "To put these lovers in G But bury my lady at the top Am G Am For she was of noble kin"