Take A Drink On Me
Charlie Poole & The North Carolina Ramblers Lyrics


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Now, what did you do with the gun in your hand,
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You give it to a rounder and he shot a good man,
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Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.

Chorus:
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Take a drink on me, take a drink on me,
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All you rounders, take a drink on me,
D7 G
Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.

If you keep on stalling, you'll make me think
Your daddy was a monkey and mama was an ape,
Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.


You see that gal with a hobble on,




She's good looking just as sure as you're born.
Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.

Overall Meaning

In Charlie Poole's song "Take a Drink On Me," the singer is addressing a group of "rounders" or rowdy individuals and urging them to take a drink. The song tells the story of a man who had a gun in his hand and passed it off to one of the rounders who ended up shooting someone. The chorus repeats the phrase "take a drink on me," suggesting that the singer is trying to distract the rounders from their misdeeds and encourage them to drink instead.


The second verse is a threat, implying that if the rounders don't start drinking, the singer will start to insult them. The lyrics suggest that the singer thinks the rounders come from uncivilized backgrounds, as he says, "If you keep on stalling, you'll make me think your daddy was a monkey and mama was an ape."


The final verse introduces a new character, a woman with a hobble (a limp or difficulty walking). The singer describes her as attractive and urges the rounders to take a drink on him in her honor. Overall, the lyrics present a picture of a rowdy group of people who have done something wrong but are being distracted by the offer of a drink.


Line by Line Meaning

Now, what did you do with the gun in your hand,
What did you do with the weapon that you held in your possession


You give it to a rounder and he shot a good man,
You handed it over to a notorious person who killed an innocent individual


Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.
Oh God, my dear acquaintance, have a sip of alcohol on my behalf


Take a drink on me, take a drink on me,
Have a gulp of alcohol as a tribute to me, have a gulp of alcohol as a tribute to me


All you rounders, take a drink on me,
All you gambling enthusiasts, have a sip of alcohol on my behalf


If you keep on stalling, you'll make me think
If you continue to delay, I'll be suspicious


Your daddy was a monkey and mama was an ape,
Your parents were inferior and less evolved beings


Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.
Oh God, my dear acquaintance, have a sip of alcohol on my behalf


You see that gal with a hobble on,
Do you observe the lady with a limp


She's good looking just as sure as you're born.
She's incredibly attractive without a doubt.


Oh, Lord, honey, take a drink on me.
Oh God, my dear acquaintance, have a sip of alcohol on my behalf




Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Written by: CHARLIE POOLE, NORMAN WOODLIEFF

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The Brazilian Atlantis

The "Hop Joint" family of songs was related to the "Take A One On Me" family of songs.

L.J. Farmington recalled hearing this three-lines-per-stanza, first-person song in Arkansas in about 1900:
"Oh, rubber-tired buggy and a rubber-tired hack,
Going to the graveyard to bring my baby back,
Ah, baby, take your leg off mine!
Went up Ellum, come down Main,
Beggin' for a dime to buy cocaine,
Ah, baby, take your leg off mine.
Went in the drugstore, store full of smoke,
Seen a sign hung up: There's No More Coke.
Ah, baby, take your leg off mine...."

John Hurt recorded (studio and live) three-lines-per-stanza, first-person lyrics to "Hop Joint," a song that he well recalled he learned in right about 1901 or 1902:
"I went down to the hop joint, hop joint raising sand
Said 'Stroll back your gangway, looking for my man.'
Oh my babe, why don't you come home.
I got a brand new razor, and a 44 gun
Oughta cut you if you stay here, gonna shoot you if you run
Oh my babe, Why don't you come home...."
"Rubber-tire buggy, rubber-tire hack..."

F. Le Tellier recalled hearing this three-lines-per-stanza, first-person song in 1905:
"I went down to the depot to get my baby's trunk;
I stuck my head in the bar-room door, and I left that city drunk.
My darling baby, why don't you come home?
I went down on the Bowery with a 44 in my hand;
I said, 'Look out, you roustabout! I'm looking for my man.
'My darlin' baby, why don't you come home? ..."

Gates Thomas recalled hearing this three-lines-per-stanza, first-person song before about 1906:
"Went to the hop-point [typo for hop-joint], went in a lope;
Sign on the 'scription case, 'NO MORE DOPE.'
Ho, lo, Baby, take a look at me.
Old Crow Whiskey, Devil's Island Gin,
Doctor said it would kill him, but didn't tell him when.
Ho, lo, Baby, take a look at me...."

Howard Odum heard this by 1908:
"Comin' down State Street, comin' down Main,
Lookin' for de woman dat use cocaine,
Honey, take a one on me!"



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The Banjo Joe Show

Charlie Poole was a pioneer in the music industry and a forefather to the profession of playing this kind of music. He recorded the music that was normally only heard on back porches as a past time and dressed fancy too.

try_me_guy

Gib tanner and Riley Puckett the "skillet lickers"

JeriLyn Becker-Nager


I thought I was depressed today..then I listened to a couple of the Rounders' tunes..and a couple of more..and a Charlie Poole, and before I knew it I was up and dancing, laughing, clapping and singing along. When I finally slowed down I discovered the day was gone, I'd got nothing much done..but I sure was feeling good!!! Thanks for posting

Allan Price

The blues are the best cure for depression.

Avinash Dhakad

It,s good

Guy Sharwood

Allan Price
 More uplifting than a lot of people think. If I wanted to be depressed I'd listen to hip hop.

Squarerig Two

+Jeri Nager I know the feeling only too well!Great stuff is it not?

John Denver

Can't have your Blues without your booze.

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Lisa Merritt

Thank you for making this available!! You rock!!

Tom Frost

If you were to take a drink each time Charlie said take a drink on me,  you'd be plastered by the end of the tune.

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