文本歌词

The Parting Glass - Celtic Thunder
Written by：Traditional/Séamus Brett/David Munro
Oh of all the money ever I had
I spent it in good company
And of all the harm I've ever done
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of with
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Oh all the comrades ever I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts ever 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
A man they drink and not be drunk
A man they fight and not be slan
A man they call the pretty girl and perhaps be welcome back again
But since it has so ought be by a time to rise
And a time to fall
Come feel to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be to you all