The Parting Glass

Of all the money that e'er I had
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 memory now I can't recall
So fill to me this parting glass
Goodnight and joy be with you all

Of all the comrades e'er I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts e'er I had
They'd wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls into my lot
That I should rise and they should not
I gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be with you all

If I had money enough to spend
And leisure time to sit awhile
There is a man in this town
That surely has my heart beguiled
His lonely eyes
His quiet mouth
I own he has my heart in thrall
So fill to me this parting glass
Goodnight and joy be with you all