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