View Guitar Chords for Matty groves - chords ver. 3
Dm A holiday, A holidayAnd the first one of the Fyear Lord Darnell's wife cameC into the church The Dmgospel Cfor to DmhearDmAnd when the meeting it was done She cast her eyes abFout And there she saw little CMatty Groves DmWalking Cin the DmcrowdDm"Come home with me, little Matty Groves Come home with me tonFight 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 toFnight By the rings on your fingers CI can tell You Dmare Lord CDarnell'sDm wife"Dm"But if I am Lord Darnell's wife Lord Darnell's not atF 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 DarnellC he would know BeDmfore the Csun would DmsetDmAnd in his hurry to carry the news He bent his breast and Fran And when he came to the Cbroad mill stream He tDmook off his Cshoes and DmswamDmLittle Matty Groves, he lay down And took a little Fsleep When he awoke Lord CDarnell Was Dmstanding Cat his DmfeetDmSaying "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 aDmsleep"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 slDmew 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 veCry next blow And I'll Dmkill you iCf I Dmcan"DmSo Matty struck the very first blow And he hurt Lord Darnell Fsore Lord Darnell struck the vCery next blow And DmMatty sCtruck no DmmoreDmAnd then Lord Darnell he took his wife And he sat her on his kneFe Saying, "Who do likeC the best of us DmMatty GCroves or Dmme?"DmAnd then up spoke his own dear wife Never heard to speak so fFree "I'd rather a kiss from Cdead Matty's lips ThanDm you and your CfinerDmy"DmLord Darnell he jumped up And loudly he did Fbawl He stuck his wife right Cthrough the heart And Dmpinned her agaCinst the DmwallDm"A grave, a grave", Lord Darnell cried "To put these loFvers in But bury my lady Cat the top For Dmshe was of Cnoble Dmkin"