Chords for Matty Groves - The Strangelings

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_ _ _ [D] This song is [G] for all of your friends out there in the [D] outside world who think that folk music is wimpy.
[Dm] It starts in church and ends with a [D] double murder.
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_ _ _ _ It's about a [C] little lady [Dm] [C] walking [Dm] in the crowd.
Come home with me little lady.
Come home with me tonight.
Come home with [C] me little lady.
[G] [C] Sleep with [Dm] me till night.
Well I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight.
By the rings on your [C] fingers I can [G] tell you are Lord [Dm] Donald's wife.
But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home.
He is [C] out in the far [D] cornfield [C] singing the [Dm] Earlings' song.
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Standing by and hearing the goodwill sermon,
he swore Lord [C] Donald he would know,
[C] before the sun [Dm] had set.
And reading Mary the news, he finished his breast and ran.
Then he came [C] to the run, little [Dm] sweet,
[C] without shoes [Dm] and a sweat. _
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_ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ He rose, he lay down to take a little sleep.
When he awoke [C] Lord Donald [Dm] was [C] standing [Dm] at his feet.
How do you like my bed, bed?
How do you like my sheets?
[D] How do you [C] like my lady?
[Dm] [C] How do you like my [Dm] arms and sleep?
Well I like your bed, bed.
I like your sheets.
But ever I [C] like your lady,
[G] who [C] lies in [Dm] my arms.
Well get up, get up Lord Donald, cry, get up as quick as you can.
It'll never be [C] said in better [D] England that [C] I smooch a [Dm] naked man.
Get up, get up, get up for my life.
Oh you have [C] two long beaten swords [C] and I [Dm] have a wicked life.
It's true I have two beaten swords and they cross me deep in the purse.
But you'll [C] have the better [Dm] of them and [C] I will [Dm] have the worse.
I will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man.
And I will [C] strike the very next [Dm] blow and I'll [C] kill [Dm] you with my hands. _
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_ [C] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ So Maddie struck the very first blow and it hurt Lord Donald's arm.
Lord [C] struck the very next [Dm] blow and [C] Maddie [Dm] struck no more.
And little Lord Donald he took his wife and he sat her on his knee.
Saying who do [C] you like the best of [Dm] us?
[C] Maddie [Dm] gruffed on me.
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free.
I'd rather [C] kiss some dead Maddie than feel [Dm] fire in _ me. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ [D] _ [C] _ [D] _ Now Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did vault.
He struck his wife [C] right through the heart and hit her [D] against the wall.
But ever brave Lord Donald cried, put these lovers in.
But marry my [C] lady at the top or she was a [Dm] noble thing. _
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