The Parting Glass

“The Parting Glass” has roots in “Armstrong’s Farewell”, poem written by a Scottish Border Reiver on the occasion of his imminent execution for the murder of Sir John Carmichael, Warden of the Scottish West… Read More Of all the money e'er I had

I spent it in good company

And all the harm that e'er I've done

Alas it was to none but me

And all I've done for want of wit

To memory now I can't recall

So fill to me the parting glass

Good night and joy be to you all

If I had money enough to spend

And leisure time to sit a while

I'd gladly walk those roads again

And trace the footsteps of a child

But I have not the time to ask

Why those will stand and those will fall

So fill to me the parting glass

Good night and joy be to you all

Of, all the comrades e'er I had

They are 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 fell into my lot

That I should rise and you should not

I gently rise and softly call

Good night and joy be to you all