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

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