Lyr Req: Seven Drunken Nights (by The Dubliners)

Subject: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 08 Jan 97 - 01:56 PM

Hi all,

I was just visiting home (Ireland) recently and picked up a few of inexpensive(5$) music books with about fifty pub songs each in them.

Looking at the song Seven drunken nights in two separate books, only the lyrics for five nights(monday to friday) are given.

My brother tells me that the other two nights are'nt published because there are a bit rauncy(rude). So does anybody have the remaining 2 nights??? and if so could you tell me them.

Regards

Pete M.

Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Taff
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 12:53 AM

When I got home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a head upon the bed where my ould head should be.
So I called to my wife an' said to her, "Now, is this fair to me?
Whose is the head upon the bed where my ould head should be?"
"Ah y're drunk, y're drunk, yuh silly old thing. Still y' cannot see.
That's a loverly baby that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But a whiskers on a baby, sure, I've never seen before!

And when I got home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a thing within the thing where my ould thing should be.
So I called to my wife an' said to her, "Now, is this fair to me?
Whose is the thing within the thing where my ould thing should be?"
"Ah y're drunk, y're drunk, yuh silly old thing. Still y' cannot see.
That's a loverly carrot that me mother sent to me."
Well, it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But a foreskin on a carrot, sure, I've never seen before!

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

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 06:04 AM

alternate version: I saw a pole in the hole where my pole ought to be... A pair of spuds on a carrot...

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 09:38 AM

Thanks lads, however saturday night is friday night for me.

Monday - Horse, Sow,
Tuesday - Coat, Blanket
Wednesday - pipe, Tin whistle.
Thurdays - Boots, pair of geranium pots
Friday - Head, baby.
Saturday - ????
Sunday - pole/thing, carrot.

If you could fill in the missing day that would be great

thanks

Pete M.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: Kevin
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 11:58 AM

We do Saturday as...

AS I went home on Saturday, 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 those 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 nightgown that my mother has given to me."
Well, it's many a day I traveled, a hundred miles and more,
But fingers on a nightgown, sure I never saw before.

Kevin

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

Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
From: Ian
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 12:49 PM

Hi Pete,

Seven Drunken Nights is really a fun song. I have actually eight nights' worth of verses that I pick and choose from - depending on the crowd. Here are the two it looks like you don't have yet. Pick the ones that work best for you!

Enjoy! - Ian O'Donnell

P.S. The 'hat' verse may not be TRAD - especially with the reference to Stetson hats. It may be an American addition. I don't remember now exactly where I got it...
The 'Englishman' verse I usually do as Sunday night. It's a great climax verse!

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SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS (Addendum)

When I got home on Thursday (?) night as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a hat upon the chair* where my own hat should be.
So I called to my wife and I says to her, "Will ye kindly tell to me,
Whose hat is that upon the chair* where my own hat should be?"
"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, so drunk you cannot see.
That's nothing but an old spittoon me father sent to me."
Well its many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But a spittoon made by J. B. Stetson, sure I never saw that before!
(*Or some other place - Your choice!)

---
When I got home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be,
I saw a man sneakin' out the door a little bit after three.
So I called to my wife and I says to her, "Will ye kindly tell to me,
Who was the man sneakin' out the door a little bit after three?"
"Ah you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, so drunk you cannot see.
That's nothing but a tax collector, the Queen she sent to me."
Well its many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
But an Englishman who could last 'til three, sure I never saw that before!

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

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 09 Jan 97 - 09:41 PM

horse...saddle and a bridle ona milkcow hat...JP Stetson chamberpot pants...zipper on a dishrag head...mustash on a muskmelon [or cabbagehead]

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 12 Jan 97 - 01:31 PM

I found the lyrics on the web. Here's what I found:

SATURDAY:
I spied two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be.
...
'Tis nothing but a Living Bra Jane Russell gave to me.
...
But fingernails on a Living Bra, I never saw before.

SUNDAY:
Now when I came home on a 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.

...
However, I have heard a raunchier version of Saturday and Sunday nights. The band at an Irish pub I frequent here in Toronto won't sing the last two nights because they are so "offensive" so....

I've also been told that the last two nights are up to the personal tastes of the musician(s) performing.

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

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 12 Jan 97 - 04:50 PM

To Pete

Here are some more variants to 7 (aka 5) Nights Drunk.

Hat...John B. Stetson chamber pot
Hat...chamber pot size six seven-eighths
Hat...flower pot look like a hat
Hat...soup bowl with a hatband
Coat...coverlids with buttons
Pants upon the chair...a fly hole in a bed quilt
Ass upon the bed...an asshole on a pumpkin
(The male "c" word) in the hole...bollocks on a candle
(The male "c" word) in the hole...a candle with a red head
Gun...beanpole with a trigger
Boots...bootjack with spurs
Boots...pudding bags with spurs
Strange face...baby with whiskers on
Feet...warming pan with toes
Bollocks...two lemons with hair on
Gentleman...milkmaid with whiskers
Gentleman's dog...sucking calf with floppy ears

Maybe it should be A Month's Night Drunk?

rich r

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

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 16 Jan 97 - 07:50 PM

Is it possible to post the melody...???

This appears it should sound great!

ANSI is fine.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From:
Date: 17 Jan 97 - 08:36 AM

Steeleye Span recorded this as "four nights drunk," on their album entitle Ten Man Mop, and it's my favorite version. The song is listed in the Child collection as "our Goodman," and is commonly known in the southern Appalachians (where it was apparently one of the more popular songs in the last century) as "Cabbage Head."

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: Marie
Date: 19 Jan 97 - 06:04 PM

Skimmed through and didn't notice this verse among those listed:

...I saw a rise beneath the sheets where my old rise should be...

...That's a lovely sheleligh (sp?) me mother sent to me...

...A sheleligh with two knackers on I never saw before

Just a different twist on a bawdy song.

Marie

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: jamas
Date: 04 Mar 97 - 03:44 PM

Someone was looking for this so I thought I'de refresh it.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: mackay
Date: 05 Mar 97 - 04:20 PM

Monday: Horse, sow. Tuesday: Coat, blanket. Wednesday: Pipe, tin whistle. Thursday: Boots, geranium pots. Friday: Head, baby. Saturday: Man climbing out the window, English tax collector. Sunday (my favourite): Thing there in the thing, cucumber. That's the Seven Drunken Nights as I've come to learn them. The variations here are pretty damn funny too! Thanx for getting all the lyrics to the last verse.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: GUEST,a real o'connell
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 08:54 AM

ive herd many versions of the song but can not get a copy of the full 7 seven verses by the dubliners. does anyone know where i can get it from?

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: Jim McLean
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 09:32 AM

The Dubliners only sang five verses.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: melodeonboy
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 09:59 AM

Well, as I came home on Saturday night, as drunk as drunk can be
I saw a ting was in her hand where my old ting should be,
So I called my wife and I said to her - "Will you kindly tell to me, who owns that ting what's in your hand where my old ting should be?"
...........that's a lovely rolling pin my mother gave to me ...........but bollocks on a rolling pin I never saw before.

And as I came home on Sunday night a little before my time, I went up to the attic, my old shotgun for to find, "What game is this, what game is this", the frightened couple asked, "It's only my little shotgun" as I shot 'em up the arse,.......... but I've never seen two buggers run as fast as that before.

Growler (who sings/plays with me in Ruff 'n' Reddy) is the only person I've ever heard sing those two verses. I don't know if he wrote them or not. It sounds like the kind of thing he would have picked up from Pete HIcks.

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: growler
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 10:15 AM

I have always sung, nights 6+7, as taught to me by Pete Hicks.

As I came home on Saturday Night as drunk, as drunk could be
I saw a ting whats in her hand, where my old ting should be
Well I called me wife and I says to her, would you kindly tell to me
Who owns that ting whats in your hand where my old ting should be

Well your drunk, your drunk you silly old fool,
Still you cannot see, thats a loverly rolling pin, me mother sent to me.
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more
But a rolling pin with wallnuts on I've never seen before.

And as I came home on Sunday night, a little before me time,
I went down to the celler, me old shotgun fore to find
What game is this, what game is this, the frightened couple asked
It's only me little shotgun, as I shot them in the arse

And its many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But I've never seen two buggers run as fast as that before

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: GUEST
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 10:23 AM

Brian Peters does a great version

Subject: RE: seven drunken nights (by the dubliners)
From: GUEST,TJ in San Diego
Date: 30 Apr 09 - 11:12 AM

When I first started hanging about the local coffee house in my home town, around 1958-9, this was a staple among our group. The version we knew was "Four Nights Drunk." The other three nights are optional at extra cost, I reckon.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Seven Drunken Nights (by The Dubliner
From: Charley Noble
Date: 02 Jan 10 - 12:21 PM

refresh

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Seven Drunken Nights (by The Dubliners)
From: Jim McLean
Date: 02 Jan 10 - 12:47 PM

I was the Dubliners road manager in 1967 and you've no idea how many people used to come up after a show and tell us they knew the other two verses. Singing just five verses was, of course, just a gimmick and added a bit more fun.

There is also a humourous Scottish version in Johnson's Scots Musical Museum #454 called Our Goodman came hame at e'en. It has six verses:
Saddle Horse, Jackboots, Silver Sword, Powdered Wig, a (Muckle) Coat, a Sturdy Man. He oviously didn't go out on the Sabbath.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Seven Drunken Nights (by The Dubliners)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 04 Jan 10 - 02:30 PM

Lyrics are given here, in another thread: Lyr/Tune Add: OUR GOODMAN CAME HAME AT E'EN.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Seven Drunken Nights (by The Dubliners)
From: Jacob B
Date: 05 Jan 10 - 09:25 AM

Paul Cole used to sing this as a last verse:

I saw a thing in my wife's thing where my thing ought to be

She said, "You blind fool, you drunken fool, now can't you plainly see
"That this house isn't your house, and your wife isn't me!"
I've travelled this wide world over, a thousand miles or more
I think that it's about time I travelled on some more.