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

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