Well as I went home on a Monday night
I saw a horse outside my door
Where my old horse should be
Well I called me wife and said to her
Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be
Ah you're drunk, you're drunk,
There's plenty the day I travel,
but a pig with a saddle on
Well as I went home on Tuesday night,
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind me door,
where my old coat should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her,
will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door,
where my old coat should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
Sure that's a lovely blanket
that me mother sent to me
There's many the day I travel,
But what's in the blanket,
Well, as I went home on a Wednesday night,
as drunk as drunk could be
I star a pipe upon me chair,
where my old pipe should be
I called me wife and I said to her,
will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair,
where my old pipe should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
Sure that's the lovely tin whistle
There's been in the day a travel,
But tobacco when it's in whistle,
Well as I went home on Thursday night,
as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed,
where my two boots should be
Well I called me wife and I said to her,
will you kindly tell to me
where my two boots should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
I'm ill still, you cannot see
Sure that you'll love the
There's men in the day I travel
With laces in gerani um pots
as drunk as drunk I'd be,
I saw a little head upon the bed
where my little head should be.
I called me wife and I said to her,
Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that head upon the bed
where my little head should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
sure that's a lovely baby boy
as many the day I travel,
but a baby boy with his whiskers on
Well as I went home on Saturday night,
as drunk as drunk I'd be,
I saw two hands upon my wife's breasts,
where my two hands should be.
I called me wife and I said to her,
Will you kindly tell to me,
Where my two hands should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
A devil still you cannot see,
Sure that's a lovely plate,
Your mother has sent to me.
There's been in the day a trouble,
A left -wing six -prime with fingers on,
Well, as I went home on Sunday night,
As drunk as drunk I'd be, Lord.
whittling around upon the bed,
Where my little thing should be.
I called me wife and I said to her,
Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that thing upon the bed,
Where my little thing should be.
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,
Sure that's a lovely sausage,
There's men in the day I travel
But a sausage with a southwester on
La la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
beep, beep, beep, beep, Hey!
