The Parting Glass

Of all the money that ere I had, I've spent it in good company

And all the harm that ere 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, goodnight and joy be with you all

Of all the comrades that ere I had, they're sorry for my going away

And all the sweethearts that ere I loved, they wish me one more day to stay

But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not

I'll gently rise and softly call.

Goodnight and joy be with you all

Goodnight and joy be with you all