Seven Drunken Nights

Seven Drunken Nights - The Blackwater Boys

Well

As I come home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be

Sp I called the 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

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

Still you can not see

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

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

But a some way a suresaddle on

I never saw before

Now as I came home on

Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be

So I called the 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

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

Still you can not see

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

Well it's many a day I've travelled 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 up on the chair where my old pipe should be

I called the wife and I said to her

Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that pipe up

On the chair where my old pipe should be

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

Still you can not see

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

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

But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before

And as I went home on

Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be

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

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

Still you can not see

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

Well it's many a day

I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But laces in geranium pots I never saw before

And as I went home on

Friday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be

So I called me 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

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

Still you can not see

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

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

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

Ah you're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

You're drunk you silly old fool

You're drunk

You're drunk you silly old fool

You're drunk

You're drunk