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As I went home on a

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?
Where my old horse
should be.
Well 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?
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 upon

the chair where my old
pipe should be
Well, I called me
wife and I said to her

Will you kindly tell
to me?
Where my old pipe
should be.
Well 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?
Where my old boots
should be.
Well, 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 inside

the bed where my old
head should be
Well, I called me
wife and I said to her

Will you kindly tell
to me?
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
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la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
la-la
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Title
Seven Drunken Nights
Artist
The Dubliners
Brand
Sing to the World
(10 Other Versions)
Codes
STTW2904-02 STTW2923-3-11 STTW2933-11
Genres
celtic, irish folk, celtic rock, sea shanties, folk
Link
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