Of all money that ever I had
I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that ever I done
Alas! It was to none but me
And all I've done for want of whit
To memory now, I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Goodnight, and joy be with you all
Of all the comrade that ever I had
They are sorry for my going away
And of all the sweethearts that ever I had
They would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I gently rise and softly call
Goodnight, and joy be with you all
Oh, if I had money enough to spend
And leisure time to sit awhile
There is a fairmaid in this town
That sorely has my heart beguiled
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips
And oh, she has my heart and soul
Then fill to me the parting glass
Goodnight, and joy be with you all
