Lyrics seven drunken nights

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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? 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 Well, 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. 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 Well, I called me 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. 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 Well, 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. 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 Well, 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.

Lyrics seven drunken nights

Oh 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 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 went home on Tuesday night as 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 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 in 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 Well, I called me 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 Well, 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 Well, 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. And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool Still you can not see That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before. As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing 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 hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

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I saw a horse outside the door, where my old horse should be. I called my wife and I said to her, 'Would you kindly tell to me. Who owns the horse outside the door where my old horse should be? That's a lovely sow my mother sent to me. I saw a coat behind the door, where my old coat should be. Who owns the coat behind the door, where my old coat should be?

PDF Playlist. Follow 1 fan. The Dubliners are an Irish folk band founded in Dublin in The band started off as The Ronnie Drew Ballad Group, named in honour of its founding member, they subsequently renamed themselves as The Dubliners. The group line-up has seen many changes over their fifty year career. However, the group's success was centred around lead singers Luke Kelly and Ronnie Drew, both of whom are now deceased. The band garnered international success with their lively Irish folk songs, traditional street ballads and instrumentals. The band were regulars on the folk scenes in both Dublin and London in the early s, until they were signed to the Minor Major label in after backing from Dominic Behan. They went on to receive extensive airplay on Radio Caroline, and e… more ».

Lyrics seven drunken nights

PDF Playlist. It tells the story of a gullible drunkard returning night after night to see new evidence of his wife's lover, only to be taken in by increasingly implausible explanations. The Dubliners are an Irish folk band founded in Dublin in The band started off as The Ronnie Drew Ballad Group, named in honour of its founding member, they subsequently renamed themselves as The Dubliners. The group line-up has seen many changes over their fifty year career. However, the group's success was centred around lead singers Luke Kelly and Ronnie Drew, both of whom are now deceased. The band garnered international success with their lively Irish folk songs, traditional street ballads and instrumentals. The band were regulars on the folk scenes in both Dublin and London in the early s, until they were signed to the Minor Major label in after backing from Dominic Behan.

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