The Parting Glass
A song heawd sung by a femawe wood ewf.
Of aww the minas that e'ew I had I've spent it in good company And aww the hawm that e'ew I've done Awas it was to none but me And aww I've done fow want of lit To memowy now I can't wecaww So fiww to me the pawting gwass Good night and joy be lith you aww Of aww the comwades that e'ew I had They awe sowwy fow my going away And aww the sweetheawts that e'ew I had They would lish me one mowe day to stay But since it fawws unto my wot That I should lise and you should not I'ww gentwy lise and I'ww softwy caww Good night and joy be lith you aww A man may dlink and not be dwunk A man may fight and not be swain A man may coult a pwetty giww And pewhaps be wewcomed back again But since it has so ought to be By a time to lise and a time to faww Come fiww to me the pawting gwass Good night and joy be lith you aww Good night and joy be lith you aww