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Seven Drunken Nights (Bonus Track) (Bonus Track) - Celtic Thunder
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 ”
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
It's many a day
I've travelled 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
So 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
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
It's many a day I've travelled
A hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before
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
So I called his 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 ”
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 came home on a Thursday
Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I-I-I saw two boots beneath the bed
Where my old boots should be
Well I called me wife and I says 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
Well as I went home on Friday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed
Where my bald head should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her:
Would 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
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
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure
I never saw before
