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