The Parting Glass
Of all the money e'er I hadI've spent it in good companyAnd all the harm e'er I've doneAlas it was to none but meAnd all I've done for want of witTo memory now I can't recallSo fill to me the parting glassGood night and joy be with you all
Of all the comrades e'er I hadThey are sorry for my going awayAnd all the sweethearts that e'er I hadThey would wish me one more day to stayBut since it falls unto my lotThat I should rise and you should notI'll gently rise and I'll softly callGood night and joy be with you all
A man may drink and not be drunkA man may fight and not be slainA man may court a pretty girlAnd perhaps be welcomed back againBut since it has so ordered beenBy a time to rise and a time to fallCome fill to me the parting glassGoodnight and joy be with you allGoodnight and joy be with you all