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Seven Drunken Nights

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 my 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

Ay you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool still you cannot see
that's a lovely sow that my 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

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 my 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

Oh you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool still you cannot see
that's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me
well it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
but buttons on a blanket sure I never saw before

As I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe upon the chair where my old pipe should be
well I called my 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

Oh you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool still you cannot see
that's a lovely tin-whistle that my mother sent to me
well it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
but tobacco in a tin-whistle sure I never saw before

As I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
well I called my wife and I said to her will you kindly tell to me
who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be

Oh you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool still you cannot see
they're two lovely geranium pots my mother sent to me
well it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
but laces in geranium pots I never saw before

As I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
well I called my wife and I said to her will you kindly tell to me
who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be

Oh you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool still you cannot see
that's a baby boy that my mother sent to me
well it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
but a baby boy with his whiskers on I never saw before