Matty Groves
Alela Diane Lyrics


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A holiday, a holiday
The first one of the year
Lord Arland's wife came into the church
The gospel for to hear

And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd

"Come home with me, little Matty Groves
Come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves
And sleep with me till light"

"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home
Sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are my master's wife"

"Well, if I am Lord Arland's wife
Lord Arland's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields
Bringing the yearlings home"

And a servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said
He swore Lord Arland he would know
Before the sun would set

And in his hurry to carry the news
He bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream
He took off his shoes and swam


Matty Groves, he lay down
And took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Arland
Was standing at his feet

Saying "How do you like my feather bed
How do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms asleep?"

"Oh, well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay
Who lies in my arms asleep"

"Well, get up, get up," Lord Arland cried
"Get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England
That I slew a naked man"

"Well, I can't get up, I won't get up
I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords
And I not a pocket knife"

"Well it's true I have two beaten swords
And they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse

And you will strike the very first blow
And strike it like a man
And I will strike the very next blow
And I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Arland sore
Lord Arland struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more

And then Lord Arland took his wife
And sat her on his knee
Saying, "Who do you like the best of us
Matty Groves or me?"

And then up spoke his own dear wife
Never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or your finery"


Lord Arland he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall

"A grave, a grave," Lord Arland cried
"To put these lovers in




But bury my lady at the top
She was of noble kin"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Matty Groves" tell a story of infidelity and betrayal. The song starts off with Lord Arland's wife attending a church service, where she spots a young man named Matty Groves. The two engage in an affair, and when Lord Arland finds out, he challenges Matty to a fight. Despite being unarmed, Matty agrees to the fight, and ultimately loses his life. Lord Arland then proceeds to kill his wife by striking her through the heart, revealing his true nature as a violent and jealous husband.


The song's lyrics are set to a traditional British folk melody and are performed with pronounced harmonies and delicate acoustic guitar. The story of "Matty Groves" is a classic example of the English ballad tradition, which often features stories of love, betrayal, and violence. The song has been covered by many artists over the years, including Fairport Convention, Joan Baez, and Bonnie "Prince" Billy.


Line by Line Meaning

A holiday, a holiday
It's a holiday, celebrated with much fervor.


The first one of the year
The first holiday of the year.


Lord Arland's wife came into the church
Lord Arland's wife entered the church


The gospel for to hear
To listen to the gospel


And when the meeting it was done
When the meeting was over


She cast her eyes about
She looked around


And there she saw little Matty Groves
Saw Matty Groves in the crowd


Walking in the crowd
Walking amidst the crowd


"Come home with me, little Matty Groves
"Come home with me tonight, Matty Groves


Come home with me tonight
Stay with me for the night


And sleep with me till light"
And sleep with me until morning


"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home
"I cannot come back, I will not sleep with you tonight


Sleep with you tonight
Stay with her and sleep with her


By the rings on your fingers I can tell
By the rings on your fingers I can tell


You are my master's wife"
That you are Lord Arland's wife


"Well, if I am Lord Arland's wife
"Even if I'm Lord Arland's wife


Lord Arland's not at home
Lord Arland is not home


He is out in the far cornfields
He is out in the distant cornfields


Bringing the yearlings home"
Bringing the young animals home


And a servant who was standing by
A servant who was present


And hearing what was said
Heard what was said


He swore Lord Arland he would know
He swore he'd tell Lord Arland


Before the sun would set
Before the sunset


And in his hurry to carry the news
In his haste to tell the news


He bent his breast and ran
He ran with all his might


And when he came to the broad millstream
And when he reached the wide brook


He took off his shoes and swam
He swam across the stream without his shoes on.


Matty Groves, he lay down
Matty Groves lay down


And took a little sleep
And slept for a little while


When he awoke, Lord Arland
When he woke up, Lord Arland


Was standing at his feet
Was standing near his feet


Saying "How do you like my feather bed
"Do you like my feather bed


How do you like my sheets
Do you like my bed linens?


How do you like my lady
Do you like my wife?


Who lies in your arms asleep?"
Who is sleeping in your arms?


"Oh, well I like your feather bed
"I like your feather bed


And well I like your sheets
And I like your bed linens


But better I like your lady gay
But I prefer your merry wife


Who lies in my arms asleep"
Who sleeps in my embrace


"Well, get up, get up," Lord Arland cried
"Get up O Lord Arland, Get up"


"Get up as quick as you can
"Get up as fast as you can


It'll never be said in fair England
It will never be known in England


That I slew a naked man"
That I killed an unarmed man


"Well, I can't get up, I won't get up
"I can't get up, I won't get up


I can't get up for my life
Because my life is at stake


For you have two long beaten swords
Because you have two long beaten swords


And I not a pocket knife"
And I don't have any weapons


"Well it's true I have two beaten swords
"It is true, I have two beaten swords


And they cost me deep in the purse
And I spent a lot on them


But you will have the better of them
But you will have the advantage


And I will have the worse
And I will be at a disadvantage


And you will strike the very first blow
You will strike the first blow


And strike it like a man
And strike it like a man would


And I will strike the very next blow
And I will strike the next blow


And I'll kill you if I can"
And I'll kill you if I can


So Matty struck the very first blow
So Matty struck the first blow


And he hurt Lord Arland sore
And he injured Lord Arland badly


Lord Arland struck the very next blow
Lord Arland then struck the next blow


And Matty struck no more
And after that blow, Matty was unable to continue


And then Lord Arland took his wife
And then Lord Arland took his wife


And sat her on his knee
And placed her on his lap


Saying, "Who do you like the best of us
Saying, "Who do you prefer?


Matty Groves or me?"
"Matty Groves or me?"


And then up spoke his own dear wife
And then his own wife said


Never heard to speak so free
Never spoke so honestly


"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
I would rather kiss Matty's dead lips


Than you or your finery"
Than kiss you or admire your finery


Lord Arland he jumped up
Lord Arland got up quickly


And loudly he did bawl
And shouted loudly


He struck his wife right through the heart
He stabbed his wife in the heart


And pinned her against the wall
And pinned her against the wall


"A grave, a grave," Lord Arland cried
"Dig a grave, dig a grave," Lord Arland cried


To put these lovers in
To bury these lovers


But bury my lady at the top
But bury my lady at the top


She was of noble kin
Because she came from noble bloodlines.




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@yexiliada

A holiday, a holiday,
The first one of the year.
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church
The Gospel for to hear

And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about,
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd.

"Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
Come home with me tonight.
Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
And sleep with me 'til light"

"Oh I can't come home, I won't come home,
And sleep with you tonight!
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are my master's wife."

"What if I am Lord Arlen's wife,
Lord Arlen's not at home.
He is out in the far cornfields,
Bringing the yearlings home."

A servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said,
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set.

And in his hurry to carry the news
He bent his breast and ran,
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam.

Matty Groves he lay down
And took a little sleep.
When he awoke, Lord Arlen
Was standing at his feet,

Saying "How do you like my feather bed?
And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms asleep?"

"Oh well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets,
But better I like your lady wife
Who lies in my arms asleep"

"Well, get up! Get up!" Lord Arlen cried,
"Get up as quick as you can!
It'll never be said in fair England
That I skew a naked man."

"Oh I can't get up, I won't get up
I can't get up for my life!
For you have two long beaten swords
And I but a pocket knife."

"Well it's true I have two beaten swords,
And they cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse.

"And you will strike the very first blow
And strike it like a man!
I will strike the very next blow
And I'll kill you if I can."

So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Arlen sore.
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more.

And then Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her upon his knee,
Saying, "Who do you like the best of us,
Matty Groves or me?"

And then up spoke his own dear wife,
Never heard to speak so free:
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or your finery."

Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl;
He struck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall.

"A grave, a grave!" Lord Arlen cried,
"To put these lovers in!
But bury my lady at the top - 
She was of noble kin."



@erikacarbonaro9646

Matty Groves

A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home"

And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said
He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam

Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up, " Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse
And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"

Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave, " Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin.



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@FrancisE.Dec.Esquire

I hve loved this duo Alela Diane & Alina Hardin ever since Youtube started, This is THEE Best cover Maddy Groves.

@juliasharp2857

Something so magical happens when Alela and Alina sing together...it's so beautiful...

@honeychurchgipsy6

lovely version of a beautiful, dark song: I like the fact that I can hear every word - if we can't hear every word something is lost - so well done for singing so beautifully and so clearly. Just one comment: a lot of people on this thread have called this a cover- since this is a traditional song, this is a version rather than a cover.

@eckdolmick5781

Contrast between the lovely vocals and the awful story....😳

@craberisabck

vous êtes trop magnifiques

@valdoazeumo4637

J’adore cette chanson elle est tout simplement magnifique ❤️

@marcmounin3574

Alela tu es trop puissante tu est simplement la meilleure...❤❤❤❤

@marmotta2036

Superbe, le duo est très beau à écouter!

@Oxymoxl

Can't stop listening...

@tomoole

Little Musgrave / Matty Groves - wonderful stuff !!!

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