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Seven Drunken Nights - The Starlite Singers
Well as I came home on
Monday night
As drunk as drunk
Could be
I sar a harse
Outside the door
Where my old
Harse should be

So I called the whife and I said
To her will you kindly tell
To me who owns that harse outside
The dar where moy old harse should be
Aaah ya drunk ya drunk you
Silly old fool I tell you cannot see
Thats a lovely Sow that me
Mother sent to me

Where many a days
I travel a hundered miles or more
But a sow with a saddle on I never saw before
Now as I came home on Tuesday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I sar a coat behind
The dar where moy old coat should be

So I called the whife
And said to her will you kindly
Tell to me who owns that coat
Behind the dar where moy old coat should be
Aaah ya drunk ya drunk ya
Silly old fool I tell you cannot see thats a
Lovely blanket that me mother sent to me
Well many's the day I travel
A hundred mile or more but
Buttons on a blanket sure I never seen before

And as I went home on wednesday night

As drunk as drunk could be

I sar a pipe upon the chair
Where moy old pipe should be
I called the whife and I
Said to her will you kindly
Tell to me who owns that pipe
Upon the chair where my old pipe should be
Aaah ya drunk ya drunk ya
Silly old fool still ya cannot
See thats a lovely tin
Whistle that me mother sent to me
Well a manys the day I
Travel a hundered miles or more but
Tobacco in a tin whistle sure I
Never seen before
And as I went home on
Thursday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I sar two boots beneath the bed
Where my two boots should be

So I called the whife
And I said to her will you kindly tell
To me who owns those boots beneath the
Bed where my old boots should be
Aaaah ya drunk ya drunk you silly
Old fool tell ya cannot see thats
A lovely geranuim pot me mother sent to me
Well as manys the day I travel a
Hundred miles or more but laces on a
Geranuim pot I never seen before

And a I went home on friday night
As drunk as drunk could be

I saw a head
Upon the bed
Where my own head should be

So I called the whife and I said to
Her you kindly tell to me who
Owns that head upon the bed where my
Old head should be
Ahh ya drunk ya durnk ya silly
Old fool tell ya cannot see thats
A baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well it's manys a day I travel a
Hundred miles or more But a baby
Boy with whiskers that I never
Seen before
Oh a drunk ya drunk ya silly old fool

'Ya drunk your a silly old fool your drunk
Your drunk Ya silly old fool your drunk your drunk