Of all the money, that e'er I had,I spent it in good company,And all the harm i have ever done,'Alas it was to none but me.And all I've done for want of wit,To memory now i cant recall,So fill to me the parting glass,Goodnight and joy be to you all. So fill to me the parting glass,And drink a health whate'er befalls,Then gently rise and softly call,Goodnight and joy be to you all. Of all the comrades that e'er I had,They're sorry for my going away,And the sweethearts that e'er I had,They'd wish me one more day to stay.But it since it fell into my lot,That I should rise and you should not,I'll gently rise and softly call,Goodnight and joy be to you all.Fill to me the parting glass,And drink a health whate'er befalls,Then gently rise and softly call,Goodnight and joy be to you all. But it since it fell into my lot,That i should rise and you should not,I'll gently rise and softly call,Goodnight and joy be to you all.So fill to me the parting glass,And drink a health whate'er befalls,Then gently rise and softly call,Goodnight and joy be to you all. Goodnight and joy be to you all.
