Lyrics
Of all the money that ere I had,
I 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 to 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 had ,
WOuld wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot
that I should rise while you should not,
I ‘ll gently rise and I'll softly call,
"Goodnight and joy be with you all!"