| Song | Matty Groves |
| Artist | Doc Watson |
| Album | Home Again! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dwight Greer/Arthel Lane Watson/Stewart Yonce | |
| 作曲 : Dwight Greer/Arthel Lane Watson/Stewart Yonce | |
| Was on the high high holy day | |
| The very best day in the year | |
| Little Matty Groves had gone to church | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| The first to come down was dressed in red | |
| And the second one dressed in green | |
| The third to come down was Lord Daniel's wife | |
| As fair as any queen | |
| Just as fair as any queen | |
| Then Matty Groves says to one of his men | |
| See the fair one dressed in white | |
| Although she is Lord Daniel's wife | |
| I'll be with her tonight | |
| I'll be with her tonight. | |
| Well the little foot page was standing by | |
| And heard every word that was said | |
| He says Lord Daniel shall know tonight | |
| Before I go to bed | |
| Before I go to bed. | |
| He had 15 miles for to go that night | |
| And 10 of them he run | |
| He run til he come to the broke down bridge | |
| Then he bent to his breast and swum | |
| He bent to his breast and swum | |
| He swum til he come to where the grass was green | |
| He took to his feet and he run | |
| He run til he come to Lord Daniel's Gate | |
| Then he rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| He rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| What news What news Lord Daniel says | |
| What news to me have you brung | |
| Little Matty Groves is in the bed with your wife | |
| And their hearts both beat as one | |
| And their hearts both beat as one. | |
| Now if the truth you've told to me | |
| A rich man you shall be | |
| But if a lie you've told to me | |
| I'll hang you to a tree | |
| I'll hang you to a tree. | |
| He gathered him up about 50 good men | |
| He done it with a free good will | |
| Then he popped his bugle unto his lips | |
| And he blowed it loud and shrill | |
| He blowed it loud and shrill | |
| I'd better get up, said little Matty Groves | |
| I'd better get up and go | |
| I know your husband is a coming home | |
| For I heard his bugle blow | |
| I heard his bugle blow. | |
| Lay down, lay down, my precious one | |
| Lay down and go to sleep | |
| It's only my father's shepherd's horn | |
| And he's a calling for his sheep | |
| He's a calling for his sheep. | |
| So they laid down together again | |
| And they soon were fast asleep | |
| And when they awoke it was broad daylight | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Get up from there your naked man | |
| And put you on some clothes | |
| I never intend for to have it said | |
| That a naked man I slow | |
| That a naked man I slow. | |
| Oh give me a chance, said little Matty Groves | |
| A chance to fight for my life | |
| For there you have two very fine swords | |
| And me not as much as a knife | |
| And me not as much as a knife. | |
| Oh yes I have two very fine swords | |
| And they cost me deep in the purse | |
| You may have the finest one | |
| And I will take the worst | |
| Yes I will take the worst. | |
| Then Matty Groves struck the very first lick | |
| And he wounded Lord Daniel sore | |
| Lord Daniel struck the very next lick | |
| And he drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| He drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| Then he taken his lady by the hand | |
| And he sat her on his knee | |
| And he says, Now which do you love the best | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Very well I like your rosy cheeks | |
| Very well I like your chin | |
| But better I love little Matty Groves | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill | |
| Dig it wide and deep | |
| And put little Matty Groves in my arms | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet. |
| zuo ci : Dwight Greer Arthel Lane Watson Stewart Yonce | |
| zuo qu : Dwight Greer Arthel Lane Watson Stewart Yonce | |
| Was on the high high holy day | |
| The very best day in the year | |
| Little Matty Groves had gone to church | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| The first to come down was dressed in red | |
| And the second one dressed in green | |
| The third to come down was Lord Daniel' s wife | |
| As fair as any queen | |
| Just as fair as any queen | |
| Then Matty Groves says to one of his men | |
| See the fair one dressed in white | |
| Although she is Lord Daniel' s wife | |
| I' ll be with her tonight | |
| I' ll be with her tonight. | |
| Well the little foot page was standing by | |
| And heard every word that was said | |
| He says Lord Daniel shall know tonight | |
| Before I go to bed | |
| Before I go to bed. | |
| He had 15 miles for to go that night | |
| And 10 of them he run | |
| He run til he come to the broke down bridge | |
| Then he bent to his breast and swum | |
| He bent to his breast and swum | |
| He swum til he come to where the grass was green | |
| He took to his feet and he run | |
| He run til he come to Lord Daniel' s Gate | |
| Then he rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| He rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| What news What news Lord Daniel says | |
| What news to me have you brung | |
| Little Matty Groves is in the bed with your wife | |
| And their hearts both beat as one | |
| And their hearts both beat as one. | |
| Now if the truth you' ve told to me | |
| A rich man you shall be | |
| But if a lie you' ve told to me | |
| I' ll hang you to a tree | |
| I' ll hang you to a tree. | |
| He gathered him up about 50 good men | |
| He done it with a free good will | |
| Then he popped his bugle unto his lips | |
| And he blowed it loud and shrill | |
| He blowed it loud and shrill | |
| I' d better get up, said little Matty Groves | |
| I' d better get up and go | |
| I know your husband is a coming home | |
| For I heard his bugle blow | |
| I heard his bugle blow. | |
| Lay down, lay down, my precious one | |
| Lay down and go to sleep | |
| It' s only my father' s shepherd' s horn | |
| And he' s a calling for his sheep | |
| He' s a calling for his sheep. | |
| So they laid down together again | |
| And they soon were fast asleep | |
| And when they awoke it was broad daylight | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Get up from there your naked man | |
| And put you on some clothes | |
| I never intend for to have it said | |
| That a naked man I slow | |
| That a naked man I slow. | |
| Oh give me a chance, said little Matty Groves | |
| A chance to fight for my life | |
| For there you have two very fine swords | |
| And me not as much as a knife | |
| And me not as much as a knife. | |
| Oh yes I have two very fine swords | |
| And they cost me deep in the purse | |
| You may have the finest one | |
| And I will take the worst | |
| Yes I will take the worst. | |
| Then Matty Groves struck the very first lick | |
| And he wounded Lord Daniel sore | |
| Lord Daniel struck the very next lick | |
| And he drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| He drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| Then he taken his lady by the hand | |
| And he sat her on his knee | |
| And he says, Now which do you love the best | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Very well I like your rosy cheeks | |
| Very well I like your chin | |
| But better I love little Matty Groves | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill | |
| Dig it wide and deep | |
| And put little Matty Groves in my arms | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet. |
| zuò cí : Dwight Greer Arthel Lane Watson Stewart Yonce | |
| zuò qǔ : Dwight Greer Arthel Lane Watson Stewart Yonce | |
| Was on the high high holy day | |
| The very best day in the year | |
| Little Matty Groves had gone to church | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| Holy words for to hear | |
| The first to come down was dressed in red | |
| And the second one dressed in green | |
| The third to come down was Lord Daniel' s wife | |
| As fair as any queen | |
| Just as fair as any queen | |
| Then Matty Groves says to one of his men | |
| See the fair one dressed in white | |
| Although she is Lord Daniel' s wife | |
| I' ll be with her tonight | |
| I' ll be with her tonight. | |
| Well the little foot page was standing by | |
| And heard every word that was said | |
| He says Lord Daniel shall know tonight | |
| Before I go to bed | |
| Before I go to bed. | |
| He had 15 miles for to go that night | |
| And 10 of them he run | |
| He run til he come to the broke down bridge | |
| Then he bent to his breast and swum | |
| He bent to his breast and swum | |
| He swum til he come to where the grass was green | |
| He took to his feet and he run | |
| He run til he come to Lord Daniel' s Gate | |
| Then he rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| He rattled at the bells and they rung | |
| What news What news Lord Daniel says | |
| What news to me have you brung | |
| Little Matty Groves is in the bed with your wife | |
| And their hearts both beat as one | |
| And their hearts both beat as one. | |
| Now if the truth you' ve told to me | |
| A rich man you shall be | |
| But if a lie you' ve told to me | |
| I' ll hang you to a tree | |
| I' ll hang you to a tree. | |
| He gathered him up about 50 good men | |
| He done it with a free good will | |
| Then he popped his bugle unto his lips | |
| And he blowed it loud and shrill | |
| He blowed it loud and shrill | |
| I' d better get up, said little Matty Groves | |
| I' d better get up and go | |
| I know your husband is a coming home | |
| For I heard his bugle blow | |
| I heard his bugle blow. | |
| Lay down, lay down, my precious one | |
| Lay down and go to sleep | |
| It' s only my father' s shepherd' s horn | |
| And he' s a calling for his sheep | |
| He' s a calling for his sheep. | |
| So they laid down together again | |
| And they soon were fast asleep | |
| And when they awoke it was broad daylight | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Lord Daniel at their feet | |
| Get up from there your naked man | |
| And put you on some clothes | |
| I never intend for to have it said | |
| That a naked man I slow | |
| That a naked man I slow. | |
| Oh give me a chance, said little Matty Groves | |
| A chance to fight for my life | |
| For there you have two very fine swords | |
| And me not as much as a knife | |
| And me not as much as a knife. | |
| Oh yes I have two very fine swords | |
| And they cost me deep in the purse | |
| You may have the finest one | |
| And I will take the worst | |
| Yes I will take the worst. | |
| Then Matty Groves struck the very first lick | |
| And he wounded Lord Daniel sore | |
| Lord Daniel struck the very next lick | |
| And he drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| He drove Matty Groves to the floor | |
| Then he taken his lady by the hand | |
| And he sat her on his knee | |
| And he says, Now which do you love the best | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Little Matty Groves or me | |
| Very well I like your rosy cheeks | |
| Very well I like your chin | |
| But better I love little Matty Groves | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| Than you and all of your kin | |
| You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill | |
| Dig it wide and deep | |
| And put little Matty Groves in my arms | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet | |
| Lord Daniel at my feet. |