Peter Paul & Mary - Monday Morning lyrics

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