Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Drunken Nights

As I went home on Monday night as drunk as could be
I saw a horse outside the door my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me
Who owns that horse the door where my old horse should be?

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw

And as I went on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the where my old coat should be
Well, I called me and I said to her, Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that behind the door where my old coat should be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a woolen that me mother sent to me
Well, many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket I never saw before

And as I went home on Wednesday night as as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me
Who owns pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?

Ah, you're drunk, you're you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a tin whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw

And as I went home on Thursday as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, you kindly tell to me
Who owns them beneath the bed where my old boots should be?

Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, you can not see
two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more
But in Geranium pots I never saw before

And as I went home on Friday night as as drunk could be
I saw a upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you tell to me
Who owns head upon the bed where my old head should be?

Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you old fool, still you can not see
a baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well, it's a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw

And as I went home on Saturday night as as drunk could be
I saw two hands upon her where my old hands should be
Well, I called me wife and I to her, Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old should be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a lovely night gown that me mother to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or
But fingers in a night gown I never saw before

As I home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a thing inside her where my old thing should be
Well, I called me wife and I to her, Will you kindly tell to me
Who that thing inside your thing where my old thing should be?

Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, you can not see
That's but a hammer that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a miles or more
But a with a head like that I never saw before