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 e'er 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 fell unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be with you all
