THE PARTING GLASS 

Of all the money ere I had,
I spent it in [bad word] 
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 memory now I cannot recall.
So fill to me the parting glass.
"Goodnight and joy be with 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 hath my heart beguiled
Her rosy cheeks [bad word] lips,
I owe she hath my heart enthralled. 
So fill to me the parting glass
Goodnight and joy be with you all!

Of all [bad word] ere I had
They are sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts ere I had
They'd wished me one more day to stay,
But since it fell into my lot
That I should rise and you should not,
So I gently rise and softly go,
Goodnight and joy be with you all.