The Tossers Seven Drunken Nights Lyrics

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
and i called me whife and i said to her, "Can you kindly tell to me, who owns that harse outside the dar where moy old harse should be?"
"are ya drunk ya drunk you silly old fool?, now you cannot see thats a lovely Sow that me mother sent to me"
"well as many days I travel, a hundered miles or more, but a saddle on a saw, i never saw before"
And 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
well i called me whife and said to her, "Can you kindly tell to me, who owns that coat behind the dar, where moy old coat should be?"
"are ya drunk ya drunk ya silly old fool?, now you cannot see, thats a lovely blanket that me mother sent to me"
"well as many the day i traveled, a hundred miles or more, but b___ons on a blanket sure I never saw before"
And as i come 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 me whife and i said to her, "can you kindly tell to me, who owns that pipe upon the chair, where my old pipe should be?"
"are ya drunk ya drunk, ya silly old fool, now ya cannot see?, thats a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me."
"well as manys the days i traveled, a hundered miles or more, but tobacco in a tin whistle sure i never saw before"
And as I, come home on Thursday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I sar two boots beneath the bed
Where my old boots should be
and i called me Whife and said to her, "can you kindly tell to me, who owns those boots beneath the bed, where moy old boots should be?"
"are 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 saw before"
And as I come home on friday night
as drunk as drunk can be
I saw a head
upon the bed
where my own head should be
and i called me whife and i said to har,"can you kindly tell to me, who owns, that head, with you in 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, i never saw before"
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