The Parting Glass

All the money e'er I spent
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 through want of wit
To memory now I shan't recall
Then fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all

All the friends I've ever had
They are sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts e'er I loved
They would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should part and you should not
I gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be with you all