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Sandy Denny - Matty Groves - текст песни, видео

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Новый альбом группы 'Черный Кузнец' по культовому сериалу 'Сверхъестественное'!
A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year

 Lord Arnold's wife to the church did go, the Gospel for to hear 

And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about

 And there she spied 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 and I won't come home, to sleep with you tonight

 By the rings on your fingers I can tell, you are Lord Arnold's wife." 

"What if I am Lord Arnold's wife, he is not at home

 He's away in the far cornfields, he's bringing the yearlings home." 

A servant who was standing by, hearing what was said

 Swore Lord Arnold he would know before the sun had 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 off his shoes and swam 

Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep

 And when he woke Lord Donald was standing at his feet 

Saying "How do you like my feather bed, and how do you like my sheets

 And how do you like my lady gay who lies in your arms asleep?" 

"Oh it's well I like your feather bed, better I like your sheets

 Best of all I like your lady who lies in my arms asleep." 

"Get up, get up," Lord Arnold cried, "get up as quick as you can

 For they'll never say in England that I killed a sleeping man." 

"Oh I can't get up, I won't get up, I wouldn't get up for my life

 For you have two long beaten swords, and I not a pocket knife." 

"It's true I have two beaten swords, and they cost me deep in my purse

 But you shall have the better of them, and I will use the worse 

"And you shall strike me the very first blow, strike it like a man!

 For I will strike the very nex blow, I'll kill you if I can." 

So Matty struck the very first blow, and he hurt Lord Arnold sore

 Lord Arnold struck the very next blow, and Matty struck no more 

And then Lord Arnold he took his wife, and set her on his knee

 Saying "Who do you like the best of us now, your dead Matty Groves or me?" 

And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free

 "I had rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you and your finery." 

At that Lord Arnold he did jump up and loudly did he bawl

 He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall 

"A grave, a grave," Lord Arnold cried, "to put these lovers in

 But bury my lady at the top, for she was of noble kin."
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