Matty Groves Fiddler's Green

A holiday, a holiday
The first one of the year
Lord Arnold'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 and
I won't go home
And sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can see
That you are my master's wife."

"And what if I'm Lord Arnold's wife
For he is not at home
He is out in the far country
Bringing the yearlings home."