Show Me The Way To Go Home  
Irving King (1925)

When I'm happy, when I'm happy, singing all the while,
I don't need nobody then to show me how to smile,
When I've been out on the 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.
   Where ever I may roam, on land, or sea, or foam,
   You can always hear me singing this song,
   Show me the way to go home.

Old King Cole was a merry old soul, and a merry old soul was he,
He call'd for his wine and he call'd for his pipe and he call'd for his fiddlers three.
When they'd had a high old time, all the whole night thro'
What was it that King Cole said and his fiddlers too?