Of all the money ere I had I spent it in good company And all the harm I've ever done Alas was done 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 Of all the comrades ere I had They're sorry for my going away And all the sweethearts ere I had They wish me one more day to stay But since it falls unto my lot That I should go and you should not I'll gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be with you all