The Parting Glass

Of all the money that e’er I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm I’ve ever done
Alas, it was to none but me
And all I’ve done for want of wit
To mem’ry now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Goodnight and joy be to you all
So fill to me the parting glass
And drink o' health whate’er befall
Then gently rise and softly call
«Goodnight and joy be to you all»
Of all the comrades that e’er I had
They’re sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e’er I had
They’d wish me one more day to stay
But since it fell into my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I’ll gently rise and softly call
«Goodnight and joy be to you all»
Fill to me the parting glass
And drink o' health whate’er befall
Then gently rise and softly call
«Goodnight and joy be to you all»
Goodnight and joy be to you all