Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Drunken Nights

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

Ah, you're drunk, you're 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 hundred miles or
But a saddle on a sow sure I saw before

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

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a woolen blanket that me mother 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 Wednesday night as drunk as drunk be
I saw a up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you tell to me
Who owns pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?

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

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, Will you kindly to me
Who owns boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still 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 laces in Geranium pots I never saw

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

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a baby boy 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 I never saw before

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

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

As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as could be
I saw a thing inside her thing where my old thing be
Well, I me wife and I said 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 a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
But a hammer with a head like I never saw before