Fairport Convention - Matty groves

And the first one of the ^Fyear Lord Darnell's wife came^C into the church The ^Dmgospel ^Cfor to ^Dmhear

^DmAnd when the meeting it was done She cast her eyes ab^Fout And there she saw little ^CMatty Groves ^DmWalking ^Cin the ^Dmcrowd

^Dm"Come home with me, little Matty Groves Come home with me ton^Fight Come home with me, little ^CMatty Groves And ^Dmsleep with ^Cme 'til ^Dmlight"

^Dm"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home And sleep with you to^Fnight By the rings on your fingers ^CI can tell You ^Dmare Lord ^CDarnell's^Dm wife"

^Dm"But if I am Lord Darnell's wife Lord Darnell's not at^F home He is out in the ^Cfar cornfields ^DmBringing the ^Cyearlings ^Dmhome"

^DmAnd a servant who was standing by And hearing what was ^Fsaid He swore Lord Darnell^C he would know Be^Dmfore the ^Csun would ^Dmset

^DmAnd in his hurry to carry the news He bent his breast and ^Fran And when he came to the ^Cbroad mill stream He t^Dmook off his ^Cshoes and ^Dmswam

^DmLittle Matty Groves, he lay down And took a little ^Fsleep When he awoke Lord ^CDarnell Was ^Dmstanding ^Cat his ^Dmfeet

^DmSaying "How do you like my feather bed And how do you like my ^Fsheets How do you like my ^Clady Who ^Dmlies in your ^Carms ^Dmasleep?"

^Dm"Oh well, I like your feather bed And well, I like your ^Fsheets But better I like your ^Clady gay Who ^Dmlies in my ^Carms a^Dmsleep"

^Dm"Well, get up, get up", Lord Darnell cried "Get up as quick as ^Fyou can It'll never be said in ^Cfair England I sl^Dmew a ^Cnaked ^Dmman"

^Dm"Oh I can't get up, I won't get up I can't get up for my ^Flife For you have two long ^Cbeaten swords And ^DmI not a ^Cpocket ^Dmknife"

^Dm"Well it's true I have two beaten swords They cost me deep in the ^Fpurse But you will have the ^Cbetter of them And ^DmI will ^Chave the ^Dmworse"

^Dm"And you will strike the very first blow And strike it like a ^Fman I will strike the ve^Cry next blow And I'll ^Dmkill you i^Cf I ^Dmcan"

^DmSo Matty struck the very first blow And he hurt Lord Darnell ^Fsore Lord Darnell struck the v^Cery next blow And ^DmMatty s^Ctruck no ^Dmmore

^DmAnd then Lord Darnell he took his wife And he sat her on his kne^Fe Saying, "Who do like^C the best of us ^DmMatty G^Croves or ^Dmme?"

^DmAnd then up spoke his own dear wife Never heard to speak so f^Free "I'd rather a kiss from ^Cdead Matty's lips Than^Dm you and your ^Cfiner^Dmy"

^DmLord Darnell he jumped up And loudly he did ^Fbawl He stuck his wife right ^Cthrough the heart And ^Dmpinned her aga^Cinst the ^Dmwall

^Dm"A grave, a grave", Lord Darnell cried "To put these lo^Fvers in But bury my lady ^Cat the top For ^Dmshe was of ^Cnoble ^Dmkin"