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Of all the money that e'er I spent |
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I've spent it in good company |
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And all the harm that ever I did |
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Alas, it was to none but me |
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And all I've done for want of wit |
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To memory now I can't recall |
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So fill to me the parting glass |
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Good night and joy be with you all |
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If I had money enough to spend |
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And leisure to sit awhile |
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There is a fair maid in the town |
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That sorely has my heart beguiled |
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Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips |
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I own she has my heart enthralled |
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So fill to me the parting glass |
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Good night and joy be with you all |
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Oh, all the comrades that e'er I had |
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They're sorry for my going away |
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And all the sweethearts that e'er I had |
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They'd wish me one more day to stay |
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But since it falls unto my lot |
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That I should rise and you should not |
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I'll gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be with you all |
