Landlord, Fill The Flowing Bowl
Of all the money ere I had, I spent it in good company,
And all the harm that ere I've 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.
If I had money enough to spend, and leisure time to sit a while,
There is a fair maid in this town, that surely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, I own she has my heart enthralled.
So fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be to you all.
Of all the comrades ere I had, they're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts ere I had, they'd wish me one more day to stay.
But since it falls unto my lot, that I should go and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call: good night and joy be to you all.