Of all the Money that e'er I had
I spent it in a [bad word] And all the Harm that e'er 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
Good Night and Joy be with you all.

Oh, all [bad word] that e'er I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the Sweethearts that e'er I've loved
They'd wish 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