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Chord Req: Seven Drunken Nights

07 Sep 98 - 10:56 PM (#37373)
Subject: Chrd Req: Seven Drunken Nights
From: Rob O

Hey y'all,

A few months ago everyone was kind enough to provide me with many many colourfull verses to this jaunty little tune. Might anyone have the chords to go with it. I've sung it straight without guitar accomp, but would like to add it since my singing voice is a little lacking without something to help me find pitch.

Thanks

Rob

08 Sep 98 - 07:55 PM (#37500)
Subject: Chords Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Jerry Bryant

Rob,

I do it in C, on concertina, using these chords:

The [C]very first night that I come home, so drunk I [G]could not [C]see

And [F] there was a horse in the [C]stable where [D7]my own horse should [G]be.

So I [C]says to my wife, my sweet little wife, "Please tell this [G]thing to [C]me.

[F]What's that horse in the [C]stable where [G]my own horse should [C]be?"

Whether this will fit your version I don't know. Good luck.

08 Sep 98 - 09:26 PM (#37507)
Subject: RE: Chrd Req: Seven Drunken Nights
From: Wildcare

How interesting! My husband and I perform a version of this called "5 Nights Drunk" at Renaissance Festivals. Do you still have the lyrics someone sent you? I'll ask him about the chords when he comes home.

Wildcare

09 Sep 98 - 11:40 PM (#37718)
Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Rob O

Well, I think they might be in the database, but here's what I usually sing:

When I came home on Monday night as drunk as drunk can be,
I saw a horse out side me door where mine own horse should be.
SO I called to my wife and I says to her, "Would you kindly tell to me:
Who owns that horse out side me door where mine horse should be?"
She says, "You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."
Well, many's the day I've traveled, 100 miles or more,
But a saddle on sow sure I never saw before.

Tuesday:
A coat behind the door,
..It's a woolly blanket that..
..but buttons on a blanket..

Wed:

A pipe upon the chair,
... it's a tin whistle
... but tobacca in a tin whistle

Thurs

Two boots beneath the bed
... two geranium pots ...
... but geranium pots with laces...

Fri

A head upon the bed
... a baby boy ...
... a baby boy with his whiskers on...

Sat

A man running out me door with his pants about his knees
... the tax collector that the King sent to me...
... an Englishman who could last past ten.

I know that makes 6 nights, but the other 2 are pretty raunchy and I usually don't perform them. Hope you can decipher my notation here. I didn't want to type them all the way out.

Thanks for looking into this for me.

Rob

10 Sep 98 - 10:22 PM (#37841)
Subject: Chords Add: SEVEN NIGHTS DRUNK
From: Roger Himler

Rob,

Here are the chords I use. It's a bit different than the concertina version given above.

[C]Now I came home the other night, drunk as I could be; [F]Found a horse [C]in the stable where [G]my horse ought to [C]be.

Oh, come my wife, my pretty little wife, explain this thing to me How come that [F]horse in the [C]stable where [G]my horse ought to [C]be.

You [F]blind fool, you [C]drunken fool, [G]can't you never [C]see? [F]That's only a [C]milk cow my [G]granny sent to [C]me.

I've traveled this wide world over, a [F]hundred miles or [C]more, But a [F]saddle on a [C]milk cow I [G]never did see be[C]fore.

Enjoy the song!

Roger in Baltimore

11 Sep 98 - 12:01 AM (#37851)
Subject: RE: Chrd Req: Seven Drunken Nights
From: Jerry

For you history fans, supposedly a Scots version of this song, called "Hame Came Our Guidman at E'en" was a favorite of Benjamin Franklin's. It's got verses, among others, about a "muckle coat" and a sword (which the wife passes off as a spurtle).

08 May 00 - 09:52 AM (#224603)
Subject: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS drunk Can B
From: GUEST,Loknrock@aol.com

I have been tring to locate a song I heard a few years ago about a man who comes hame 7 days and finds another mans things in the places where the drunk man puts his and his wife tells him that these things where giving to her by her father and mother.

08 May 00 - 09:57 AM (#224605)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS
From: GUEST,me

as i came home so drunk i couldn't see-o there i saw a horse where no horse should be-o i says to me wife, tell this to me-o why is ther a horse where no horse should be-o

ye old fool, ye silly fool can't you plainly see-o tis nothing but a milk cow me mother sent to me-o long have i traveled, a thousand miles or more-o a saddle on a milk cow, i've never seen before-o

and four days drunk, i think he was

boots to flowerpot hat to chamberpot man to baby

08 May 00 - 11:07 AM (#224628)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS
From: GMT

Guest Locknrock

Seven Drunken Nights

[C]As I went home in Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be,
I [F]saw a horse outside the door where [C]my old [F]horse should be.
Well, I [C]called my wife and I said to her: Will you [F]kindly tell to me,
Who [C]owns that horse outside the d[F]oor where [G7]my old horse should [C]be?

Are you [C]drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's the lovely sow that my [F]mother had [G7]given to [C]me.
Well, it's [C]many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
but a sattle on a sow sure I [G7]never saw be[C]fore.

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 my 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?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's the woolen blanket that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before.

As I went home on Wednesday night, as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a pip upon the chair, where my old 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 old pipe should be?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's a lovely tin whistle that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

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 my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's the geraniene pots that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
But laces in a gernaniene pot sure I never saw before.

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 my 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?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's a lovely baby-boy that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
But a baby and his whiskers sure I never saw before.

As I went home on Saturday night, as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw two hands upon her breasts, where my two hands should be.
Well, I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that hands upon your breasts where my two hands should be?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's a lovely new night-gown that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and 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 my 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?

Are you drunk, you drunk, you silly old fool? Still you cannot see,
That's that lovely tin whistle that my mother had given to me.
Well, it's many a-day I travelled, a hundred miles and more,
But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

Phew !! Hope this is what you are after.

Cheers Gary

08 May 00 - 12:48 PM (#224675)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS
From: Marion

A variation for Friday night that I've seen is:

I saw two heads upon the bed where my two heads should be...

I like this line - I think it captures the hero's level of intoxication quite well!

Marion

08 May 00 - 12:50 PM (#224678)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS
From: Marion

I also heard a band play a version of this where they would stop the instruments in the middle of each verse and yell, "Hey, wife!"

08 May 00 - 01:01 PM (#224687)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: Seven Days Drunk or Drunk AS
From: simon-pierre

Another thread about this one:

http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=7291&messages=47

You'll find many variations.
SP

16 Apr 01 - 12:35 PM (#441718)
Subject: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,vicarsbike

hello there.....

hope somebody can help me here.

i'm after the chords & the last two verses of "seven drunken nights"

don't know the author, but the Dubliners have done it a few times

cheers.

16 Apr 01 - 12:44 PM (#441727)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: MMario

if you put the words drunken nights into the forum Digital tradition search box on the main forum page and then click the "go" button you will find various discussions and versions of this.

16 Apr 01 - 12:45 PM (#441728)
Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Fiddlin' Sid

Don't know the source, but here is the rarely heard 6th night verse.

Be careful where you sing them, but I guarantee, in the right venue you'll get the whole crowd listening!

Well, I came home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be.
I saw a tool inside the bed where my old tool should be.
I called my wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns that tool inside the bed where my old tool should be?"
"Well, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
That's a lovely vibrator that my mother sent to me."
It's many the day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But a vibrator with a foreskin on I've never seen before!

If anyone really wants the 7th night, just let me know!

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 9-Aug-02.

16 Apr 01 - 12:47 PM (#441732)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,vicarsbike

nice one dom,

trust me, i'll get away with this in the place we're playing.....

if you have the seventh verse, i'd be very grateful....

16 Apr 01 - 12:48 PM (#441736)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: UB Ed

Check these out:

Click here

We only sing six verses.

16 Apr 01 - 12:53 PM (#441739)
Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Fiddlin' Sid

Here goes,

Well, I came home on a Sunday night as drunk as drunk can be.
I saw two balls inside the bed where my old balls should be.
I called my wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me,
Who owns these balls inside the bed where my old balls should be?"
"Well, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see.
They're two lovely golf balls that my mother sent to me."
It's many the day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more,
So I got my bloody golf club and I whacked them out the door!

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 9-Aug-02.

16 Apr 01 - 01:09 PM (#441751)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,vicarsbike

thanks very much indeed....

i think i'll use dom's version, which sounds as near to the one i've heard before.

nice one.

16 Apr 01 - 01:41 PM (#441781)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST

Dom, quit drinking

16 Apr 01 - 01:50 PM (#441795)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST

I've traveled this world over, heard many versions of this song, but never heard one like Dom's before

16 Apr 01 - 01:55 PM (#441801)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,vicarsbike

i've heard it performed by a band in halifax, w. yorks, and this is the nearest thing to it i could find....

phil.

16 Apr 01 - 01:57 PM (#441803)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: mousethief

There's a zillion different verses to this, aren't there? I've heard (or read) probably about 8 or 9, but never more than about 5 in one particular "version".

My favorite verse is the one about the Stetson chamber pot.

Alex

16 Apr 01 - 06:17 PM (#442011)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,Bruce O.

For the oldest known version (c 1776) and its 18th century traditional tune see "Our Goodman" in the Scarce Songs 2 file on my website. www.erols.com/olsonw

16 Apr 01 - 07:08 PM (#442059)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: Irish sergeant

I got slapped singing that song in Portsmouth with a few lads from HMS Ark Royal. Good days those were. Neil

17 Apr 01 - 04:11 AM (#442325)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: Fiddlin' Sid

You probably enjoyed it....'The only traditions of the royal navy are rum,sodomy and the lash'-Winston Churchill.

17 Apr 01 - 09:25 PM (#443062)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: Irish sergeant

Dom: Being a Yankee, I was glad it was a barmaid and not the landlord of the pub. Her friend weasn't nearly as vicious about our choice of song. Kindest reguards, NEil

23 Sep 10 - 11:32 AM (#2992284)
Subject: Lyr Add: HAME CAME OUR GUDEMAN
From: Jim Dixon

This is the oldest version I could find. There's no spurtle, the coat isn't muckle, and the spelling is "gudeman," not "guidman," but it's the best I could do. Funny, this version hasn't been posted at Mudcat before.

From A Pilgrimage to the Land of Burns by Hew Ainslie (Deptford: Printed for the author, 1822), page 117:

[I have boldfaced the words that change from verse to verse.]

HAME CAME OUR GUDEMAN.

1. Hame came our gudeman at e'en
An' hame came he,
An' he saw a horse
Whare nae horse sou'd be.
How came this horse here,
An' how came he?
How came this horse here,
Without the leave o' me?
A horse quo' she!
Aye a horse quo' he.
Ye auld blin doited carle
It's blin'er may ye be;
It's but a milk cow
My mither sent to me
A cow quo' he!
Aye a cow quo' she.
It's far hae I ridden
An' farer hae I gane;
But a saddle on a cow's back
Saw I ne'er nane.

2. Hame came our gudeman at e'en
An' hame came he,
An' he saw a pair o' boots
Whare nae boots sou'd be.
How came thir boots here,
An' how may it be?
How came thir boots here,
Without the leave o' me?
Boots quo' she!
Aye boots quo' he.
Ye auld blin doited carle
It's blin'er may ye be;
It's but a pair o' water stoups
My mither sent to me
Stoups quo' he!
Aye stoups quo' she.
It's far hae I ridden
An' farer hae I gane;
But siller spurs on water stoups
Saw I ne'er nane.

3. Hame came our gudeman at e'en
An' hame came he,
An' he saw a big coat
Whare nae coat sou'd be.
How came this coat here,
An' how may it be?
How came this coat here,
Without the leave o' me?
A coat quo' she!
Aye a coat quo' he.
Ye auld blin doited carle
It's blin'er may ye be;
It's but a pair o' blankets
My mither sent to me
Blankets quo' he!
Aye blankets quo' she.
It's far hae I ridden
An' farer hae I gane;
But buttons upon blankets
Saw I ne'er nane.

4. Hame came our gudeman at e'en
An' hame came he,
An' he saw a man's wig
Whare nae wig sou'd be.
How came this wig here,
An' how may it be?
How came a wig here,
Without the leave o' me?
A wig quo' she!
Aye a wig quo' he.
Ye auld blin doited carle
It's blin'er may ye be;
It's but a clockin' hen
My mither sent to me
A hen quo' he!
Aye a hen quo' she.
It's far hae I ridden
An' farer hae I gane;
But powder on a clockin' hen
Saw I ne'er nane.

5. Hame came our gudeman at e'en
An' hame came he,
An' he saw a man
Whare nae man sou'd be.
How came this man here,
An' how came he?
How came this man here,
Without the leave o' me?
A man quo' she!
Aye a man quo' he.
Ye auld blin doited carle
It's blin'er may ye be;
It's but a milk maid
My mither sent to me
A maid quo' he!
Aye a maid quo' she.
It's far hae I ridden
An' farer hae I gane;
But a black-bearded milk maid
Saw I ne'er nane.

16 Mar 12 - 06:54 AM (#3323542)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,Turtle

As I came home one Sunday Night, as drunk as drunk could be...
I saw a man run out the back at quarter after three...
So I calls me wife and I says to her, will you kindly tell to me
Who was that man runnin out the back at quarter after three
Ahhh, you're drunk you're drunk you silly old fool
So drunk you cannot see, that was the tax man sent by the queen
Well many a night I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But an Englishman that could last 'till three I've never seen before.

16 Mar 12 - 08:00 AM (#3323560)
Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: seven drunken nights
From: GUEST,exasperated

has any one got the chords that was requested?

17 Mar 12 - 04:07 AM (#3323997)
Subject: RE: Chord Req: Seven Drunken Nights
From: Joe Offer

Hi, exasperated -
We have too darn many threads on this song, so the chords got lost. I combined all the chords threads, so now you'll see some above. Hope that helps.

-Joe Offer, Mudcat Archivist-