(King, Swain) 
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 went right to my head 
No matter where 
I roam Over land or sea or foam 
You can always hear me singing this song 
Show me the way to go home. 
Indicate the road to my abode 
I'm weary and 
I want to retire 
I imbibed too many drinks sixty minutes ago 
And they went straight to my cerebellum 
Where ever 
I may perambulate 
On land, or sea or atmospheric vapor 
You can always hear me singing my song 
Indicate the road to my abode