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| | | Artist | | | Album | | | Song | The Parting Glass |
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Ohall the money e'er I hadI spent it in good company. And
all the harm that ever I've donealas 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 glassGood night and joy be with you all.
If I had money enough to spendand leisure time to sit awhile. There
is a fair maid in this townthat sorely has my heart beguiled. Her
rosy cheeks and ruby lipsI ownshe has my heart in thrall; Then
fill to me the parting glassGood night and joy be with you all.
Ohall the comrades e'er I hadthey're sorry for my going away. And
all the sweethearts e'er I hadthey'd wished me one more day to stay.
But since it falls unto my lotthat I should rise and you should notI
gently rise and softly callGoodnight and joy be with you all.
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