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

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