Matty Groves
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Dm
A holiday, a holyday
F
The first one of the year
C
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church
Am Dm
The gospel for to hear
(Am)
And when the meeting it was done
(C)
She cast her eyes about
(G)
And there she saw little Matty Groves
(Em) (Am)
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 tonight
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 Arlen's wife
'T is true I am lord Arlen's wife
Lord Arlen's not at home
He is out to the far corn fields
Bringing the yearlings home
And the servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news
He filled his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam
Little Matty Groves, he laid down
And took a little sleep
When he awoke Lord Arlen
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
Who lies in your arms to sleep
O well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady maid
Who lies in my arms to sleep
Well get up get up Lord Arlen cried
Get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England
I slew a naked man
Oh I won't get up I won't getup
I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beating swords
And have not a pocket knife
Well it's true I have two beating swords
They cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worst
And you will strikke the very first blow
And strike it like a man
And I will strike the very next blow
And hit you if I can
So Matty struck the very first blow
But struck Lord Arlen's sword
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more
And the Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her on his knee
Saying who do like the best of us
Matty groves or me
And then up spoke his own dear wife
Never heard het speak so free
I'd rather get a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you and your finery
Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl
He stuck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall
A grave a grave Lord Arlen cried
To put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top
For she was of noble kin.
How to play Matty Groves
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The first identified chord is Dm. You can transpose without leaving the page.
Can I play it on guitar or keyboard?
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