letra de a drunken night in dublin - the mahones
as i went home on monday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
well, i called me wife and i 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 you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a lovely sow that me 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
and as i went home on tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw a coat behind the 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 you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but b-ttons in a blanket sure i never saw before
and as i went home on wednesday 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 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 you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but tobacco in a tin whistle sure i never saw before
and as i went home on thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
well, i called me wife and i said to her: will you kindly tell to me
who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
ah, you’re drunk
you’re drunk you silly old fool
still you can not see
they’re two lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but laces in geranium pots i never saw before
and as i went home on friday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
well, i called me wife and i said to her: will you kindly tell to me
who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be
ah, you’re drunk
you’re drunk you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but a baby boy with his whiskers on sure i never saw before
and as i went home on sat-rday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw two hands upon her br–sts where my old hands should be
well, i called me wife and i said to her: will you kindly tell to me
who owns them hands upon your br–sts where my old hands should be
ah, you’re drunk
you’re drunk you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but fingers in a night gown sure i never saw before
as i went home on sunday night as drunk as drunk could be
i saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be
well, i called me wife and i said to her: will you kindly tell to me
who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be
ah, you’re drunk
you’re drunk you silly old fool
still you can not see
that’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
well, it’s many a day i’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
but hair on a tin whistle sure i never saw before
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