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