The Parting Glass
(An Old Irish Folk Tune)

Of all the money e'er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm ever 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 e'er I had,
They're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts e'er I had,
They'd wished me one more day to stay.

But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call,
Goodnight and joy be with you all.