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

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