Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Drunken Nights

As I went home on night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, you kindly tell to me
Who owns horse outside the door where my old horse should be?

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw

And as I went on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the where my old coat should be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
a woolen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day traveled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw

And as I home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me
Who owns that pipe up on the where my old pipe should be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I saw before

And as I went home on night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots be
Well, I called me wife and I to her, Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
They're two lovely Geranium pots me sent to me
Well, many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or more
But in Geranium pots I never saw before

And as I home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old should be?

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a baby boy that me mother to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred miles or
But a baby boy with his whiskers on I never saw before

And as I went home on Saturday night as as drunk could be
I saw two hands her breasts where my old hands should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, you kindly tell to me
Who owns them hands your breasts where my old hands should be?

Ah, drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's a lovely night gown that me mother to me
Well, it's many a day I've traveled a hundred or more
But fingers in a night sure I never saw before

As I went on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a thing inside her thing where my old should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, Will you kindly to me
Who owns that thing inside thing where my old thing should be?

Ah, you're drunk, drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see
That's nothing but a hammer that me sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've a hundred miles or more
But a hammer with a head like that I never saw