Of all the money ere I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm I've ever 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
Good night and joy be with you all
Of all the comrades ere I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts ere I had
They wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should go and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be with you all
