An Irish Drinking
The Parting Glass
Oh, all the money
e'er I had, I spent it in good company
And all the harm
that ever I've done, alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit to mem'ry now I can't recall;
So fill to me the parting glass, Good night and joy be with you all
Oh, all the comrades
e'er I had, they're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts
e'er I had, they'd wished me one more day to stay.
But since it falls unto my lot, that I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call, Goodnight and joy be with you all
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;
Then fill to me the parting glass, Good night and joy be with you all.