Collection of Irish Song Lyrics
Seven Drunken Nights
Oh as I came home on a Monday Night
As drunk as drunk could be
I thought I saw a horse outside
where my old horse should be
So I called the wife and I says to her
"Won't you kindly tell to me?
Who owns that horse outside the door
where my old horse should be?"
Ohhhh!
You're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
as drunk as drunk can be
why that's a lovely sow my mother sent to me
But manys a days I traveled
a hundred miles or more
but...
a saddle on a sow... I've never seen that before
Oh as I came home on a Tuesday Night
As drunk as drunk could be
I thought I saw a sweater hanging
where my old sweater should be
So I called the wife and I says to her
"Won't you kindly tell to me?
Who owns that sweater beside the door
where my old sweater should be?"
Ohhhh!
You're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
as drunk as drunk can be
why that's a lovely blanket my mother sent to me
But manys a days I traveled
a hundred miles or more
but...
buttons on a blanket... I've never seen that before
Oh as I came home on a Wednesday Night
As drunk as drunk could be
I thought I saw a Pipe
where my old pipe should be
So I called the wife and I says to her
"Won't you kindly tell to me?
Who owns that pipe beside the chair
where my old pipe should be?"
Ohhhh!
You're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
as drunk as drunk can be
why that's a lovely tin whistle my mother sent to me
But manys a days I traveled
a hundred miles or more
but...
tobacco in a tin whistle... I've never seen that before
Oh as I came home on a Thursday Night
As drunk as drunk could be
I thought I saw two boots
where my two boots should be
So I called the wife and I says to her
"Won't you kindly tell to me?
Who owns those boots beneath the bed
where my two boots should be?"
Ohhhh!
You're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
as drunk as drunk can be
why they're the lovely geranium pots my mother sent to me
But manys a days I traveled
a hundred miles or more
but...
laces on geranium pots... I've never seen that before
Oh as I came home on a Friday Night
As drunk as drunk could be
I thought I saw a Head
where my old head should be
So I called the wife and I says to her
"Won't you kindly tell to me?
Who owns that head upon that bed
where my old head should be?"
Ohhhh!
You're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
as drunk as drunk can be
why that's a lovely baby boy my mother sent to me
But manys a days I traveled
a hundred miles or more
but...
whiskers on a baby boy... I've never seen that before
I'll leave days 6 and seven to your imagination
