Seven Drunken Nights lyrics by The Dubliners
Information:Following conventional lyric notation practice, words are broken into syllables to interpret the phrasing of the lyrics. Each word syllable in the lyrics below represents a note on the vocal part of this arrangement. A hyphen '-' or trailing hyphens following a word syllable indicates that the word syllable is extended over more than one note.
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Title:Seven Drunken Nights
Key Signature:A Major
Artist:The Dubliners
Songwriter:Traditional. Arrangement. The Dubliners
Copyright:Traditional(Public Domain)
HR:MN:SC
Total Running Time:00:03:50
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Oh, as I went home on Mon-day night
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse out-side the door
where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
Will you kind-ly tell to me
Who owns that horse out-side the door
where my old horse should be?
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you sil-ly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a love-l-y sow that
me moth-er sent to me
Well, it's man-y a day I've trav-elled
a hun-dred miles or more
But a sad-dle on - a sow sure
I nev-er saw be-fore
And as I went home on Tues-day night
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat be-hind the door
where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
Will you kind-ly tell to me
Who owns that coat be-hind the door
where my old coat should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you sil-ly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a wool--len blan-ket
that me moth-er sent to me
Well, it's man-y a day I've trav-elled
a hun-dred miles or more
But - but-tons in a blan--ket
sure I nev-er saw be-fore
And as I went home on
Wednes-day 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 kind-ly 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 sil-ly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a love-ly tin whis-tle
that me moth-er sent to me
Well, it's man-y a day I've trav-elled
a hun-dred miles or more
But to-bac-co in a tin whis-tle
sure I nev-er saw be-fore
And as I went home on Thurs-day night
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots be-neath the bed
where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
Will you kind-ly tell to me
Who owns them boots be-neath
the bed where my old boots should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you sil-ly old fool,
still you can not see
They're two love-ly Ge-ra-ni-um pots
me moth-er sent to me
Well, it's man-y a day I've trav-elled
a hun-dred miles or more
But lac-es in - Ge-ra-ni-um pots
I nev-er saw be-fore
And as I went home on Fri-day night
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head up-on the bed where
my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
Will you kind-ly tell to me
Who owns that head up-on the bed
where my old head should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you sil-ly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a ba-by boy that me
moth-er sent to me
Well, it's man-y a day I've trav-elled
a hun-dred miles or more
But a ba-by boy with his whisk-ers
on I nev-er saw be-fore
