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I recorded a new song ala Jimmy Durante, who was an interesting chap. Songs: "Seven Drunken Nights" by Brobdingnagian Bards from The Holy Grail of Irish Drinking Songs "The Pussycat Song" by Helen Back from Under the Covers "Heart and Soul" by Marc Gunn Notes: Victims of Irish Music Autoharp Radio Take a Vacation Tour of Ireland with the Brobdingnagian Bards Jimmy Durante   Seven Drunken Nightswords and music traditional As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat's a lovely sow that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat's a wool blanket that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThey're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut laces in Geranium pots I never saw before And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a head upon the bed where my old head should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat's a baby boy that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut 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 beI saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could beI lad sneaking out the back, a quarter after three.Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to meWho was that lad sneaking out the back a quarter after three? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,So drunk you can not seeThat was just the tax man that the Queen she sent to me.Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut an Englishman who can last till three I've never seen before Lyrics to Seven Drunken Nights found here.