| Of 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, was done 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 pour for me the parting glass,
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| Goodnight, 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 go and you should not.
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| I’ll gently rise and I’ll softly call,
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| «Goodnight, and joy be with you all.» |