The Parting GlassI spent it in good company And all the harm that e'er 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 Oh all the comrades that e'er I had Are sorry for my going away And all the sweethearts that e'er I had Would wish me one more day to stay But since it falls into my lot That I should rise and you should not I'll gently rise and softly call Goodnight and joy be with you all |