Toss the pot

Toss the pot, toss the pot; let us be merry; And drink till our cheeks be as red as a cherry.

We take no thought, we have no care, For still we spend and never spare;
Till of all money our purse is bare, we ever toss the pot.

We drink, carouse with heart most free; A hearty draught I drink to thee;
Then fill the pot again to me, and ever toss the pot.

And when our money is all spent, Then sell our goods and spent our rent,
Or drink it up with one consent, and ever toss the pot.

When all is gone, we have no more; Then let us set it on the score,
Or chalk it up behind the door, and ever toss the pot.

And when our credit is all lost, Then we may go and kiss the post,
And eat brown bread instead of roast, and ever toss the pot.

Let us conclude as we began, And toss the pot from man to man,
And drink as much now as we can, and ever toss the pot.

four voices
and yet another four voices

all 4 voices together as MIDI
all 4 voices together as MP3

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Vokalensemble Mosaik
Rowany XL Songbook
The song can be sung solo, with two, three or four voices. It sounds always good.

Pastime with good company

Pastime with good company
I love, and shall until I die.
Gruch who lust but none deny,
So God be pleas’d thus live will I.
For my pastance, hunt, sing, and dance, my heart is set
All goodly sport, for my comfort, who shall me let?

Youth must have some dalliance,
of good or ill some pastance.
Company methinks then best,
all thoughts and fancies to digest.
For idleness, is chief mistress of vices all
Then who can say but mirth and play is best of all.

Company with honesty,
Is virtue, vices to flee.
Company is good and ill,
but every man hath his free will.
The best ensue, the worst eschew, my mind shall be
Virtue to use, vice to refuse, thus shall I use me.

three voices
four voices

with single voices

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Quand je bois du vin clairet, ami, tout tourne
aussi désormais je bois Anjou ou Arbois
Chantons et buvons, ã ce flacon faisons la guerre
Chantons et buvons, mes amis, buvons donc!

Le bon vin nous a rendu gais, chantons
oublions nos peines, chantons!
En mangeant d’un gras jambon à ce flacon faisons la guerre!

Tenor & Bass:
Buvons bien, buvons mes amis trinquons,
buvons, gaiement chantons!
En mangeant d’un gras jambon à ce flacon faisons la guerre!


Tune: (including every single voice)

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