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seven drunken nights

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  • 12-05-2007 9:27am
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    This may be a very stupid question.. but for years I have wondered about the other two night that the dubliners were not allowed to sing.
    Does anyone know the words of them. :)
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  • Moderators, Science, Health & Environment Moderators Posts: 1,846 Mod ✭✭✭✭Michael Collins


    Yeh, no one really knows what the last two verses are. The Dubliners themselves have admitted to not knowing them. A good bet however is the following:
    As I came home on a Saturday night,
    as drunk as drunk could be
    I spied two hands upon her breasts,
    where my old hands should be.
    I called to my wife and I said to her:
    Will you kindly tell to me,
    Who's hands are these upon your breasts,
    where my old hands should be?

    Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk,
    you silly old fool,
    still you cannot see
    'Tis nothing but a Living Bra Jane Russell gave to me.
    Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more,
    but fingernails on a Living Bra, I never saw before.

    As I came home on Sunday night,
    a little after three
    I saw a thing inside her thing
    wehere my old thing should be
    I called my wife and I said to her: HEY WIFE
    Would ya kindly tell to me,
    who owns that thing inside yer thing
    wehere my old thing should be?

    Oh you're drunk, you're drunk,
    you silly old fool,
    still you cannot see,
    Twas nothing but a hammer that me mother sent to me.
    Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more,
    But a hammer with a head like that I never saw before.


    or, an even better version for the final verse, I think, is:
    As I came home on Sunday night,
    As drunk as drunk could be.
    I saw a thing in my wife's thing
    Where my old thing should be.
    So I says to me wife,the curse of me life,
    Would you kindly tell to me,
    Who owns that thing inside your thing,
    Where my old thing should be?

    Oh, you're drunk, you're drunk,
    You silly old fool,
    Can't you plainly see?
    This isn't your house, I'm not your wife,
    You've NEVER lived with me...
    Well many's the day I've traveled
    A hundred miles or more
    It's five times that I've stuffed this bird,
    And she never complained before!

    Now you see why the latter verses were banned!


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