Seven drunken nights

francie brady

It's a well known and much loved song by the Dubliners, but it only contains 5 verses. I have a serval recordings and none contain the missing 2 verses. Yet I've heard Ronnie Drew say that they are only aloud to play 5 of them, and not aloud to sing the other two. Does anyone out there know what the 2 missing verses are? Or maybe someone can make them up.

sceptre

The last one I remember (I assume it's the seventh) is something like

... another man's head in the bed where my old head should be
...
that's a small wee baby that my mother sent to me
... whiskers on a baby's head I never saw before

(edit - guess not) - found these five

As I went home on a Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a horse outside the door, where my ould 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 ould horse should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see.
That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles or more,
But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before.

As I went home on a Tuesday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a coat behind the door, where my ould coat should be.
Well, I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that coat behind the door, where my ould coat should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see.
That's a woolen blanket that my mother sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles or more,
But buttons on a blanket, sure, I never saw before.

And as I went home on a Wednesday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a pipe upon the chair, where my ould pipe should be.
Well I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my ould pipe should be.
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see.
That's a lovely tin-whistle, that my mother sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles or more,
But tobacco in a tin-whistle, sure, I never saw before.

And as I went home on a Thursday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw two boots beneath the bed, where my ould boots should be.
Well, I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my ould boots should be.
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see.
They're two lovely geranium pots my mother sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles or more,
But laces in geranium pots sure I never saw before.

And as I went home on a Friday night, as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a head inside the bed, where my ould head should be.
Well, I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that head with you the bed, where my ould head should be.
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see.
That's a baby boy, that my mother sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles or more,
But a baby boy with his whiskers on, sure, I never saw before.

Samson

I have a rendition of the song with all seven verses somewhere.
I'm off out now, but I'll dig it out in the morning and post up a transcript.

sceptre

Found it
http://foxleap.fortunecity.com/irishlyrics/lyrics/seven-drunken-nights.txt

As I came home on a Saturday night,
as drunk as drunk could be
I spied two hands upon her breasts,
where my old hands should be.
I called to my wife and I said to her:
Will you kindly tell to me,
Who's hands are these upon your breasts,
where my old hands should be?
Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk,
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see
'Tis nothing but a Living Bra Jane Russell gave to me.
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more,
but fingernails on a Living Bra, I never saw before.

Now when I came home on Sunday night,
a little after three.
I saw a man running out the door
with his pants about his knee.
So I called to my wife and I said to her:
would you kindly tell to me,
who was that man running out the door
with his pants about his knee?
Oh you're drunk, you're drunk,
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see,
Twas nothing but the tax collector the Queen sent to me.
Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But an Englishman that could last 'till three I never saw before.


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Here's an alternative, a bit naughtier version of the Sunday verse:


As I came home on Sunday night,
as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a .... inside my wife,
where my old .... should be.
I called my wife and I said to her: <HEY WIFE>
Would ya kindly tell to me,
who owns that .... outside the.....,
where my old .... should be?
Ah sure, you're drunk, you're drunk
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's just the lovely English man that me ma she sent to me.
Well, tis' many a night I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but a English man who could could stay up past three, sure, I've never seen
before.

francie brady

Thank you, never heard them before, thanks

Samson

Originally posted by sceptre
Found it

Here's an alternative, a bit naughtier version of the Sunday verse:

As I came home on Sunday night,
as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a .... inside my wife,
where my old .... should be.
I called my wife and I said to her: <HEY WIFE>
Would ya kindly tell to me,
who owns that .... outside the.....,
where my old .... should be?
Ah sure, you're drunk, you're drunk
you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's just the lovely English man that me ma she sent to me.
Well, tis' many a night I've traveled, a hundred miles or more,
but a English man who could could stay up past three, sure, I've never seen
before.

Never heard that one.

My version is the same as the former two.

LUZ

as i came home on a sunday night......
something a bout a rolling pin, cant remember...
but bollokks on a rolling pin i never saw before....