Show Me The Way To Go Home Songtext
von The Revellers

When I′m happy, when I'm happy
Singing all the while
I don′t need no party den
To show me how to whine, not me!

When I've been out on the street
Coming 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
Over land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home.


Oh, we won′t go home until morning
Won't go home until morning
Won′t go home until morning
Hold me up I'm falling down
(Hold him up he′s falling down)

Always fair weather
Sweet Angeline (sweet Angeline)
My Angeline (my Angeline)

Steppin' on a dark step all night long
Gee, gosh, ain′t it cold! Brrr!

Old 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 (I′m dizzy)
Wherever I may roam
Over land or sea or foam
You can always hear 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
Over land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home!

Won′t go home until morning...
Morning...!