Seven Drunken Nights - Celtic Thunder
Well as I came 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
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
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 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
And buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before
When I came 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 him
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
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 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
And laces in geranium pots I never saw before
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
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