| Oh all the money that e’er I spent
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| I spent it in good company
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| And all the harm that e’er I’ve done
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| Alas, it was to none but me And all the harm that e’er I’ve done
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| Alas, it was to none but me
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| And all I’ve done for want of wit
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| To memory now I can’t recall
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| So fill to me the parting glass
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| Good night and joy be with you all
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| Oh all the comrades that e’er I’ve had
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| Are sorry for my going away
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| And all the sweethearts that e’er I’ve had
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| Would wish me one more day to stay
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| But since it falls unto my lot
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| That I should rise and you should not
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| I’ll gently rise and I’ll softly call
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| Good night and joy be with you all |