Of all the money that e'er I had, I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I did, 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, good night, and joy be to you all
So fill to me the parting glass, and gather as the evening falls
And gently rise and softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
Of all the comrades that e'er I've had, they're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had, they'd wish me one more day to stay
But since it fell into my lot, that I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
So fill to me the parting glass, and gather as the evening falls
And gently rise and softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
But since it fell into my lot, that I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
But since it fell into my lot, that I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
Fill to me the parting glass, and gather as the evening falls
And gently rise and softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
Fill to me the parting glass, and gather as the evening falls
And gently rise and softly call, good night, and joy be to you all
Good night, and joy be to you all