Of all the money that e'er I spent. I've spent it in good company. And all the harm that ever 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 with you all. If I had money enough to spend. And leisure to sit awhile. There is a fair maid in the town. That sorely has my heart beguiled. Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips. I own she has my heart enthralled. So fill to me the parting glass. Good night and joy be with you all. Oh all the comrades that e'er I 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 falls 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