Of all the money that ere I had,
I spent it in good company.
And of all the harm that ere I've done,
Alas it was 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.
Of all the comrades that ere I had,
They're sorry for my going away,
And of all the sweethearts that ere I had,
They’d wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls into my lot
That I should rise while you should not,
I’ll gently rise and I'll softly call,
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 surely has my heart beguiled
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips,
She alone has my heart in thrall.
So fill to me the parting glass.
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
