Here are the lyrics for Saturday and Sunday nights:

When I came home on Sat. night, as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a man climbing out of the window of the room where I should be.
So I call to the wife and I says to her, "Hey wife, would you kindly tell to me,
Who is that man climbing out the window of the room where I should be?"
"Ah, yer drunk, yer drunk, ya silly old fool, till ya cannot see.
That's an English tax collector that the queen has sent to me."
As many a day I've travelled, 100 miles or more,
But an Englishman who could last a week sure I've never seen before.

Sunday: There was a thing there in the thing...
That's a lovely cucumber...
But a foreskin on a cucumber sure I've never seen before.

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