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