The Parting Glass (SATB)

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; Goodnight and joy be to you all. And drink a health what’ere befalls And gently rise and softly call Goodnight and joy be to you all. 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 Goodnight and joy be to you all. For snow on snow and yuletide due, We’ll hold a drink to health and cheer When I am welcomed back to you. And softly call Goodnight.

TEXT:

So fill to me the parting glass

Of all the comrades that e’er I had,

Of all the nights I traveled here

So fill to me the parting glass