As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should beWell, 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 drunkYou silly old fellow, still you can not seeThat's a lovely sow that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should beWell, 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 drunkYou silly old fellow, still you can not seeThat's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should beWell, 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 drunkYou silly old fellow, still you can not seeThat's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should beWell, 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 drunkYou silly old fellow, still you can not seeThey're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut laces in Geranium pots I never saw before
And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a head upon the bed where my old head should beWell, 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 drunkYou silly old fellow, still you can not seeThat's a baby boy that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut whiskers on a baby boy I never saw before
As I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw the wife inside of the bed and then she said to me .........
Les deux derniers couplets avaient été censurés et le Dubliners n'en chantaient que 5
Il existe d'autres couplets plus ou moins réalistes
And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw few hands over her breast where my own hands should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me""Who owns the hands over your breast where my old hands should be?"
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunkYou silly old fool still you can not seeThat's a lovely nightgown me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut fingers on a nightgown I never saw before
And as I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a thing in her own thing where my old thing should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me""Who owns that thing inside your thing where my old thing should be?"
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunkYou silly old fool still you can not seeThat's a lovely carrot that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreTwo oignons on a carrot sure I never saw before
Ou bien
And as I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could beI saw a thing in her own thing where my old thing should beWell, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me""Who owns that thing inside your thing where my old thing should be?"
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunkYou silly old fool still you can not seeThat's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to meWell, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or moreBut hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before
Voici une autre version du dernier couplet
And as I came home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a man who left the house, and it was after three!
So I called my wife, and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,
who was that man who left the house, and it was after three?"
I saw a man who left the house, and it was after three!
So I called my wife, and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,
who was that man who left the house, and it was after three?"
"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see,
That's a tax collector who was sent to service me."
Well, it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But a tax collector satisfied, sure I never saw before!
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