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