Traditional Scottish Folk
Seven Drunken Nights
[Verse 1, Ryan Kelly]
Well, 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 says to her
Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?

[Chorus]
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 saddle on a sow sure I never saw before

[Verse 2, Damian McGinty]
And, 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 me wife and I says to her
Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?
[Chorus]
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 on a blanket sure I never saw before

[Verse 3, Neil Byrne, Keith Harkin]
As I came home on Wednesday night
As drunk, as drunk could be
I saw a pipe upon the chair
Where my old pipe should be
So I called his wife and I says to her
Will you kindly tell to him
Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 4, Emmett O'Hanlon]
As I came home on a Thursday night
As drunk, as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed
Where my old boots should be
So, I called me wife and I says to her
Would you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?
[Chorus]
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

[Verse 5, George Donaldson]
Well, 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 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?

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
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..