The Parting Glass

Of all the money that e'er I had I spent it in good company And all the harm that e'er I've done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me the parting glass Good night 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 Good night and joy be to you all So fill to me the parting glass And drink a health whate'er befalls I'll gently rise and I'll softly call Good night and joy be to you all So fill to me the parting glass And drink a health whate'er befalls I'll gently rise and I'll softly call Good night and joy be to you all