Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven Drunken Nights, artist - Ronnie Drew. Album song Les Chants des Pubs Irlandais - La Collection Ultime, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 02.03.2014
Record label: IML Irish Music Licensing
Song language: English
Seven Drunken Nights |
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» |
AAnd 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 moy 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 dllunk could be |
I saw a head |
Upon the bed |
Where my own head should be |
So i called the whife and i said to har,"will you kindly tell to me, who owns, |
that head, upon the bed, where my old head should be" |
«AHHH! |
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!!» |