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Fiddler's Green

Matty Groves

 

Matty Groves

(album: On And On - 1997)


A holiday, a holiday
The first one of the year
Lord Arnold's wife came into the church
The gospel for to hear

And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about
And there she saw 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 go home
And sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can see
That you are my master's wife"

"And what if I'm Lord Arnold's wife
For he is not at home
He is out in the far country
Bringing the yearlings home"

So little Matty Groves, he lay down
And took a little sleep
When he awoke Lord Arnold
He was standing by his feet

Saying "How do you like my feather bed
And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady wife
Who lies in your arms asleep?"

"Oh well, I like your feather bed
Better I like your sheets
Best of all I like your lady gay
Who lies in my arms asleep"

"Get up! Get up!" Lord Arnold cried
"Get up as quick as you can
Let it never be said in fair England
That I slew a naked man"

"Oh, I won't get up and I won't get up
I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords
And I not a pocket knife"

"Well, it's true I have two beaten swords
And they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse"

So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Arnold sore
Lord Arnold struck the very next blow
And Matty struck up the floor

And then he took his own dear wife
And sat her down on his knee
Saying "who do you like the best of us now
Your dead Matty Groves or me?"

And then spoke up his own dear wife
Never heard her speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or your finery"

And then Lord Arnold he jumped up
And loudly did he bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her up to the wall

"Oh a grave, a grave", Lord Arnold cried
"To put these lovers in
Won't you bury my lady at the top
For she was a noble kin

done

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