Stephen Fearing The Parting Glass
Oh all the money that e'r I had,
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'r I've 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 for me the parting glass
Goodnight, and joy be with you all
Oh all the friends that e'r I had
Are sorry for my going away
And all the friends that e'r I had
Would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls into my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Goodnight, and joy be with you all
