🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Monday Morning - Peter, Paul & Mary

 Early one mornin' one mornin' in 
 To hear  birds whistle the nightingales sing
  met a fair maiden who sweetly did sing
  going to be married next Monday morning.
 
  old are you my fair young maid,
 Here in  valley this valley so green
 How old are you my fair  maid,
 I'm  to be sixteen next Monday mornin'.
 
  sixteen years old, that's too young for to marry
 So take my advice, five years longer  tarry
 For marriage brings  and sorrows begin
  put off your wedding for Monday mornin'.
 
 You talk like a mad man,  man with no skill
  years I've been waiting against my own will
 Now I'm determined to have my own 
 And I'm going to be married next Monday 
 
 And next Monday mornin'  bells they will ring
 And my true love will buy me a gay gold 
 Also he'll buy me a new  gown
 To wear at my wedding next Monday 
 
 Next Monday night when I go to  bed
 And I turn round to the man that I've 
 Around his middle my two arms  will fling,
 And  wish to my soul it was Monday mornin'.