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DRINK HER DOWN Sung by: Lyle Mayfield Recorded in Mountain View, AR 4/20/63 Click here to listen to the original recording Mayfield: "I need a pick." Driftwood: "Wait, we’re gonna see if we can get the guitolin. Where’s your home, Lyle?” Lyle: “My home is in Bond County, in Greenville, Illinois. That’s . . .” Driftwood: “Are we not gonna get the guitolin?” Lyle: “We’ll get it, I expect. I’ll start out here with a traditional one. Then, if you don’t mind, I’ll . . .” Driftwood: “Okay. Do a traditional one, and we’ll get the guitolin. I want you to see the guitolin.” Lyle: “I’m not a drinking man, but here’s a song that we’re putting on the next album that’s coming out for the Campus Folksong Club up at the University of Illinois.” Here comes number one, drink her down. Here comes number one, drink her down. Here comes number one, and we’ll all have some fun. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number two, drink her down. Here comes number two, drink her down. Here comes number two, and we know . . . never do. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number three, drink her down. Here comes number three, drink her down. Here comes number three, and we’ll have a little spree. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. (Comment by Lyle: “If you-all want to sing those last three or four words with us, why, you’re welcome. Matter of fact, it’d kind of help me a little bit. I wasn’t expecting to sing, and I’m a little nervous.”) Here comes number four, drink her down. Here comes number four, drink her down. Here comes number four, get that feller off the floor. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number five, drink her down. Here comes number five, drink her down. Here comes number five, and we’re all yet alive. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number six, drink her down. Here comes number six, drink her down. Here comes number six, and we’re in a pretty fix. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number seven, drink her down. Here comes number seven, drink her down. Here comes number seven, and I’m in seventh heaven. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number eight, drink her down. Here comes number eight, drink her down. Here comes number eight, and we’ll take our liquor straight. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number nine, drink her down. Here comes number nine, drink her down. Here comes number nine, and we’re standing in a line. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number ten, drink her down. Here comes number ten, drink her down. Here comes number ten, fill the glasses up again. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number ‘leven, drink her down. Here comes number eleven, drink her down. Here comes number ‘leven, and we’re about to enter heaven. Drink her down, boys, down, drink her down. Here comes number twelve, drink her down. Here comes number twelve, drink her down. Here comes number twelve, and we’re all going to . . . (Lyle: “Well, that’s the end of the song, folks.”) |
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All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |