Of all the money that e'er I had I spent it in good company And of all the harm e'er I've done Alas it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To my mem'ry now I can't recall So fill to me a parting glass Good night and joy be to you all Of all the comrades that e'er I had They're sorry for my going away And of all the sweethearts that e'er I've 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 gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be to you all A man may drink and not be drunk A man may fight and not be slane A man may court a pretty girl And perhaps be welcomed home again But since it has so ought to be A time to rise and a time to fall Fill to me a parting glass Good night and joy be with you all So good night and joy be with you all