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

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