The Parting Glass
Oh all the money that e'er I spent, I spent it in good company,
and all the harm that e'er I've 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 with you all.
Oh, all the comrades that e'er I've had are sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts that e'er I've had would wish me one more day to stay.
But since it falls un-to my lot that
I should rise and you should not, I'll gent-ly rise and I'll soft-ly call, good night, and joy be with you all.
Good night, and joy be with you all.