Of all the money that ere I had I've spent it in good company

And of all the harm that ere I've done alas was done to none but me

And all I've done for want of wit to memory now I cannot recall

So fill 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've had they wish me one more day to stay

But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not

I'll gently rise and I'll softly call Goodnight and joy be with you all

A man may drink and not be drunk

A man may fight and may not be slain

A man may court a pretty girl

And perhaps be welcome back again

But since it has so ordered been by a time to rise

And a time to fall

Come fill to me the Parting glass goodnight and joy be with you all

Come fill to me the Parting glass goodnight and joy be with you all