As recorded by FRANK CRUMIT:
Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head
Wherever I may roam on land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song, show me the way to go home
When I'm happy, when I'm happy singin' all the while
I don't need nobody there to show me how to smile
When I've been out on a spree, toddling down the street
With this little melody everyone I greet
Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head
Wherever I may roam on land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song, show me the way to go home
Ol' King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he
He called for his wine and he called for his pipe
And he called for his fiddlers three
When they had a high old time all the whole night through
What was it that King Cole said and his fiddlers, too
Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head
Wherever I may roam on land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song, show me the way to go home
Buying drinks, a lot of ginks gathered in a swell cafe
A Scotsman who had quite a few was feelin' rather gay
He kept drinking with each guy as the hours fled
When it came his turn to buy, he stands up and says
(In Scottish accent)
Show me the way to go home, I'm tirrrrred and I want to go to bed
I had a wee drappy about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head
Whereverrrr I may rrrrroam on land orrr sea orrr foam
You can always hearrrrr me singing this song,
Show me the way to go home
Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head
Wherever I may roam on land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song, show me the way to go home