The Parting Glass

I'm feeling a little nostalgic today.  Lyrics below.

Oh, of all the money that ere I had,
I spent in good company,
And all the harm that ere I done,
Alas it was 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 that ere I had,
They were sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts that ere I had,
They wished me one more day to stay.
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.