Seven Drunken Nights

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 calls me wife and I says to her
 Would you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside my house
Where my old horse should be?
 
 Well you’re drunk, you’re drunk, you silly old fool
 Until you cannot see
 
That is a lovely sow that my 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

As I went home on a Tuesday night...
I saw a coat behind the door
Where my old coat should be...
...That is a lovely blanket that my mother sent to me...
...But buttons on a blanket sure I never saw before

As I went home on a Wednesday night...
I saw a pipe upon the chair
Where my old pipe should be...
...That is a lovely tin whistle that my mother sent to me...
...But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before

As I went home on a Thursday night ...
I saw two boots beneath the bed
Where my old boots should be...
...They are two geranium pots that my mother sent to me...
...But laces in geranium pots I never saw before

As I went home on a Friday night...
I saw a head inside the bed
Where my old head should be...
...That is a baby boy that my mother sent to me...
...But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before

As I went home on Saturday night...
I saw a hand upon her breast
Where my old hand should be...
...That is a lovely nightgown that my mother sent to me...
... But a nightgown with fingers sure I never saw before

As I went home on a Sunday night...
I saw a thing between her legs
Where my old thing should be...
...That is a lovely shillelagh that my mother sent to me...
...But testicles on a shillelagh sure I never saw before