As I went 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 wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse be?
Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely sow me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow I never saw before
And as I home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat be Well, I called me and I said to her, Will you kindly tell to me Who that 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 that me mother sent to me Well, many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw
And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk 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 that pipe up on the chair my old pipe should be?
Ah, drunk, you're drunk 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 saw before
And as I went home on Thursday as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots the bed where my old boots should be Well, I me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly tell 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 They're two lovely Geranium me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've a hundred miles or more But laces in Geranium I never saw before
And as I went home on Friday as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head the bed where my old head should be Well, I called me and I said to her, Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head 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 traveled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with his on sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Saturday night as as drunk could be I saw two hands upon her breasts my old hands should be Well, I called me wife and I to her, Will you kindly tell 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 lovely gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more But in a night gown sure I never saw before
As I went home on Sunday night as 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, you kindly tell to me Who owns that thing inside your thing where my old should be?
Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's nothing but a that me mother sent to me Well, it's a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more But a hammer a head like that I never saw before