Well, I've there, seven drunken nights Uh hmm, I've there seven drunken nights, seven drunken days Uh hmm
Oh, as I home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the where my old horse should be Well, I called me and I said to her, "Can you kindly tell to me" Who owns horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
You're drunk, drunk You old fool, now you can not see And a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow I never saw before
And as I went on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a behind the door where my old coat should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Can you kindly to me" Who owns that coat behind the where my old coat should be?
drunk, you're drunk You old fool, now you can not see a woolen blanket that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or But buttons in a sure I never saw before
And as I went home on night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe be And I me wife and I said to her, "Can you kindly tell to me Who owns that up on the chair where my old pipe should be?
Billy, you're drunk, you're You old fool, now you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me sent to me Well, it's many a day I've traveled a miles or more But tobacco in a tin sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk be I saw two beneath the bed where my old boots should be And I called me and I said to her, "Can you kindly tell to me Who them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?
Billy, you're drunk, you're You old fool, now you can not see They're two Geranium pots me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or But laces in Geranium pots I never saw
And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk be I saw a head upon the bed where my old should be And I called me wife and I said to her, "Can you tell to me Who owns that with you in the bed where my old head should be?
Billy, you're drunk, you're You old fool, now you can not see a baby boy that me mother sent to me Well, many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with his whiskers on, I saw before