This is what I want played at my funeral…
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This is what I want played at my funeral…
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Tags: irish, Melody, music, Parting Glass, Sean Davey, sing
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All the money that e’er I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm I’ve ever 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
Goodnight and joy be to you all!
Fill to me the parting glass
And drink a health whate’er befalls
Then gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be to you all!
Of all the comrades that e’er I had
They’re sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e’er I had
They’d wish me one more day to stay
Since it fell into my lot
That I should rise, and you should not
I’ll gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be to you all!
But since it fell into my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I’ll gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be to you all!
Cheers for the Lyrics Keiran.