Seven Drunken Nights The Dubliners
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As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely woolen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?"
Ah, you're drunk!
You're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you can not see
That's a lovely woolen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled—a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket, sure, I never saw before
And, as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be?"
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