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 memory now, I can't recall

So fill to me the parting glass

Goodnight and joy be to you all!

Fill to me the parting glass

And drink a health whate'er befalls

Then gently rise and softly call

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

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!

Fill to me the parting glass

And drink a health whate'er befalls

Then gently rise and softly call

Good night and joy be to you all!

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

Then gently rise and softly call

Good night and joy be to you all!

Good night and joy be to you all!