by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
The Toper's Song
Language: English
The landlord he looks very big, With his high cock'd hat and his powder'd wig; Methinks he looks both fair and fat, But he may thank you and me for that, For 'tis O, good ale, thou art my darling, And my joy both night and morning! The brewer brew'd thee in his pan, The tapster draws thee in his can; Now I with thee will play my part And lodge thee next unto my heart, For 'tis O, good ale, thou art my darling, And my joy both night and morning. But if my wife should thee despise, By Jove, I'll beat out both her eyes, But if she loves me as I love thee, A happy couple we shall be, For 'tis O, good ale, thou art my darling, And my joy both night and morning. Thou oft hast made my friends my foes, And often made me pawn my clothes; But since thou art so night my nose, Come up my friend and down he goes, For 'tis O, good ale, thou art my darling, And my joy both night and morning.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, from an XVIII cent. ballad sheet  [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Peter Warlock (1894 - 1930), "The Toper's Song", 1924, published 1926 [ voice, chorus, and piano ], from Sociable Songs, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2003-10-12
Line count: 28
Word count: 185