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Of all the money that e'er I had |
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I spent it in good company |
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And all the harm I've ever 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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Goodnight and joy be to you all! |
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Fill to me the parting glass |
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And drink a health whate'er befalls |
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Then gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
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Of all the comrades that e'er I had |
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They're sorry for my going away |
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And all the sweethearts that e'er I had |
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They'd wish me one more day to stay |
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Since it fell into my lot |
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That I should rise, and you should not |
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I'll gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
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Fill to me the parting glass |
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And drink a health whate'er befalls |
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Then gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
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But since it fell into my lot |
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That I should rise and you should not |
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I'll gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
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So fill to me the parting glass |
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And drink a health whate'er befalls |
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Then gently rise and softly call |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
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Good night and joy be to you all! |
