The Parting Glass

Of all the money that e'er I had I have spent it in good company Oh and all the harm I've ever done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of with To memory now I can't recall So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be with you all Of all the comrades that e'er I had They're sorry for my going away And of all the sweethearts that e'er 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'll gently rise and I'll softly call Good night and joy be with you all But as it falls unto my lot That I must go and you should not I'll gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be with you all