Of all the money e’er I had, I spent it in good
company;
And of all the harm I’ve e’er done, alas was done to none but me;
And all I’ve done for want of wit, to memory now I can’t recall,
So fill to me the parting glass, goodnight and joy be with you all.
Oh if I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town that sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, I own she has my heart in thrall,
So fill to me the 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 wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot that I should grise and you should not,
I’ll gently rise and softly call, goodnight and joy be with you all.
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
