Of all the money that er'e I spent
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I spent it ingood company
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And all the harm that ere I've done
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Alas it was to none but me
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And all I have done
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For want of wit
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To memory now I can't recall
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So fill ne the parting glass
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Goodnight and joy be with you all
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Of all the comrades that er'e I had
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Are sorry for my going away
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and all the sweetheart that er'e I had
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Would wish me one more day to stay
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But since it falls, unto my lot
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That I should rise and you should not
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I will gently rise
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And I'll softly call
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Goodnight and joy be with you all
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If I had enough money to spend
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And leisure time to sit a while
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There is a fair maid in this town
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That sorely has my heart beguiled
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Her rosey cheeks and ruby lips
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I own, she has my heart enthralled
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So fill to me the parting glass
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Goodnight and joy be with you all
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The Parting Glass
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| John McDermott |
