Of all the money that e'er I had
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I spent it in good company
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And all the harm I've ever done
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Alas it was to none but me
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And all I've done for want of wit
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To mem'ry now I can't recall
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So fill to me the parting glass
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Good night and joy be to you all
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[Chorus]
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So fill to me the parting glass
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And drink a health whate'er befalls
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And gently rise and softly call
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Good night and joy be to you all
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Of all the comrades that e'er I had
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They're sorry for my going away
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And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
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They'd wish me one more day to stay
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But since it fell unto my lot
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That I should rise and you should not
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I gently rise and softly call
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Good night and joy be to you all
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Fill to me the parting glass
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And drink a health whate'er befalls
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And gently rise and softly call
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Good night and joy be to you all
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La La
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But since it fell unto my lot
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That I should rise and you should not
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I gently rise and softly call
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Good night and joy be to you all
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[Chorus]
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Good night and joy be to you all.
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The Parting Glass
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| Celtic Woman |
