The Parting Glass - Celtic Woman

Of all the money that e'er I had
 I spent it in good company
 And all the harm I've ever 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

Of 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 fell 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

But since it fell 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

Good night and joy be to you all.