Seven Nights Drunk

This version sourced from The Mangy Mongol songbook, page 95, AS XLIII.

Lyrics

As I went home on Monday night 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 me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be.

Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's a lovely breeding sow me mother sent to me
Well it's many a day I've travelled
A hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a breeding sow I never saw before.

As I went home on Tuesday night 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 me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be.

Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's a woollen blanket 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.

As I went home on Wednesday night drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe upon the shelf where my old pipe should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her will you kindly tell me
Who owns that pipe upon the shelf where my old pipe should be.

Oh 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 travelled
A hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

As I went home on Thursday night 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 me
Who owns those two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be.

Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's 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.

As I went home on Friday night 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 will you kindly tell me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be.

Oh 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 travelled
A hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with whiskers on sure I never saw before.

As I went home on Saturday night drunk as drunk could be
I saw an arse between the sheets where my old arse should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her will you kindly tell me
Who owns that arse between the sheets where my old arse should be.

Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's a lovely pumpkin that me mother sent to me
Well it's many a day I've travelled
A hundred miles or more
But pumpkin going up and down I never saw before.

As I went home on Sunday night drunk as drunk could be
I saw a prick between the thighs where my old prick should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her will you kindly tell me
Who owns that prick between your thighs where my old prick should be.

Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool
Still you cannot see
That's that lovely carrot that me mother sent to me
Well it's many a day I've travelled
A hundred miles or more
But a carrot sure with bollocks on I never saw before.