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 mem'ry now I can't recall So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be to you all

So fill to me the parting glass And drink a health whate’er befall And 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

But since it fell unto my lot That I should rise and you should not I gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be to you all

A man may drink and not be drunk A man may fight and not be slain A man may court a pretty girl And perhaps be welcomed back again

But since it has so ought to be By a time to rise and a time to fall Come fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be with you all Good night and joy be with you all