Of all the money e'er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm e'er I've done,
Alas! it was to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit
To mem'ry now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all.
If I had money enough to spend,
And leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town,
That sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips,
I own she has my heart in thrall,
Then fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all.
Oh, all the comrades e'er I had,
They're sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts e'er I had,
They'd wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I gently rise and softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.
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- IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Gabriel Rosenstock) , title 1: "An ghloine scoir", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2014-11-27
Line count: 24
Word count: 169
Ó na pinginí a chaitheas-sa
I ndea-chomhluadar chaitheas iad
An dochar uile 'tá déanta agam
Dom féin a dheineas é faraor.
Is nuair a chailleas-sa mo chiall
Chomh minic sin nach féidir 'rá,
Is líontar suas an ghloine scoir
Is oíche mhaith, go dté sibh slán!
Ó a bhfuil de chompánaigh go léir
Faoi bhuairt is mé ag dul i gcéin
Is na leannáin uile 'bhí agam
Nach féidir triall faoina ndéin
Ach féach go bhfuil sé dom i ndán
Imeacht anois is dul ar fán:
Níl faic is féidir dom a rá
Ach slán is céad, go dté sibh slán!