The Parting Glass

The Parting Glass - Celtic Woman

Lyrics by：Traditional

Composed by：Traditional

Of all the money that e'er I had

I spent it in good company

And all the harm that e'er I did 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 to me the parting glass good night

And joy be to you all

So fill to me the parting glass and gather

As the evening falls

And gently rise and softly call goodnight

And joy be to you all

Of all the comrades that e'er I've had

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 into my lot that

I should rise and you should not

I'll gently rise and I'll softly call

Good night and joy be to you all

So fill to me the parting glass

And gather as the evening falls

And gently rise and softly call goodnight

And joy be to you all

Ah

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

But since it fell into my lot that

I should rise and you should not

I'll gently rise and softly call good night

And joy be to you all

Fill to me the parting glass and gather as the evening

Falls and gently rise and softly call

Goodnight and joy be to you all

Fill to me the parting glass

And gather as the evening falls and gently rise

And softly call goodnight and joy

Be to you all goodnight and joy be to you all