Seven Drunken Nights Lyrics - The Dubliners Essential Collection - Dubliners

The name of this song is "The Seven Drunken Nights" 

We're only allowed to sing five of them, so here goes 

Oh, as I went home on Monday night 

As drunk as drunk could be 

I saw a horse outside the door 

Where my old horse should be 

Well, I called me wife and I said to her 

"Will you kindly tell to me 

Who owns that horse outside the door 

Where my old horse should be?" 

Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool 

Still you cannot see 

That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me 

Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more 

But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before 

And as I went home on Tuesday night 

As drunk as drunk could be 

I saw a coat behind the door 

Where my old coat should be 

Well, I called me wife and I said to her 

"Will you kindly tell to me 

Who owns that coat behind the door 

Where my old coat should be?" 

Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool 

Still you cannot see 

That's a woolen blanket that me mother sent to me 

Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more 

But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before 

And as I went home on Wednesday night 

As drunk as drunk could be 

I saw a pipe upon the chair 

Where my old pipe should be 

Well, I called my wife and I said to her 

"Will you kindly tell to me 

Who owns that pipe upon the chair 

Where my old pipe should be?" 

Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool 

Still you cannot see 

That's a lovely tin-whistle, that me mother sent to me 

Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more 

But tobacco in a tin-whistle, sure, I never saw before 

And I went home on Thursday nigh 

As drunk as drunk could be 

I saw two boots beneath the bed 

Where my old boots should be 

Well, I called me wife and I said to her 

"Will you kindly tell to me 

Who owns them boots beneath the bed 

Where my old boots should be?" 

Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool 

Still you cannot see 

They're two lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me 

Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more 

But laces in geranium pots I never saw before 

And as I came home on Friday night 

As drunk as drunk could be 

I saw a head upon the bed 

Where my old head should be 

Well, I called my wife and I said to her 

"Will you kindly tell to me 

Who owns that head upon the bed 

Where my old head should be?" 

Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool 

Still you cannot see 

That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me 

Well, it's many a day I've traveled, a hundred miles or more 

But a baby boy with his whiskers on, sure, I never saw before