The Parting Glass

Of all the money that ere I had

I've spent it in good company

And of all the harm that ere I've done

Alas was done to none but me

And all I've done for want of wait to memory

Now I cannot recall

So fill me the parting glass

Goodnight and joy be with you all

Of all the comrades that ere I had

They're sorry for my going away

And of all the sweethearts that ere I've had

Oh to 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 I'll softly call

Goodnight and joy be with you all

My best

The Parting Glass - Bob Dylan