Of all the money e’er I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that ever I’ve done
Alas! it was to none but me

And all I’ve done for want of wit
To mem’ry now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be to you all

And all the comrades e’er I had
They’re sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts e’er I’ve had
They’d wish me one more day to stay

But since it falls into my lot
That I shall rise and you shall not
Well I gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all