As I went home on night as drunk as drunk 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 that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, you can not see That's a 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 I never saw before
And as I went home on night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat the door where my old coat should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me Who owns that coat behind the where my old coat should be?
Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a woolen blanket that me 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 where my old should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me Who owns that pipe up on the where my old pipe should be?
Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me sent to me Well, many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw
And as I went on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots be Well, I me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them boots beneath the bed 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 night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head upon the bed where my old head be Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you tell to me Who owns that upon the bed where my old head should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a boy that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more But a boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Saturday 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 kindly to me Who owns them hands your breasts where my old hands should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, you can not see That's a night gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more But fingers in a night gown I never saw before
As I went home on night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a inside her thing where my old thing should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you 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 traveled a hundred miles or more But a with a head like that I never saw before