Polk Salad Annie

Mmm

If some of y'all never been down south too much

I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this

So that you'll understand what I'm talkin' 'bout

Down there, we have a plant that grows out in the woods

And the fields, looks somethin' like a turnip green

And ev'rybody calls it polk salad, polk salad

Mmm

Used to know a girl lived down there

And she'd go out in the evenings and pick her a mess of it

Carry it home and cook it for supper

'Cause that's about all they had to eat, they did all right

Down in Louisiana

Where the alligators grow so mean

There lived a girl that I swear to the world

Made the alligators look tame

Polk Salad Annie, Polk Salad Annie

Everybody said it was a shame

'Cause her mama was a-workin' on a chain gang

A mean, vicious woman, mmm

Every day 'for suppertime, she'd go down by the truck patch

And pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tote sack

Polk Salad Annie, the gators got your granny, chomp, chomp, chomp

Everybody said it was a shame

'Cause her mama was a-workin' on the chain gang

A wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman, heh-heh

Lord, have mercy, pick a mess of it

Uhh

Her daddy was lazy and no 'count, claimed he had a bad back

All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch

Polk Salad Annie, the gators got your granny, woo-ooh-hoo

Everybody said it was a shame

'Cause her mama was a-workin' on a chain gang

Sock a little polk salad to me

You know I need me a mess of it

Woo-ooh-ooh

Good God

Woo-ooh-ooh

Uhh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh-uh

Got to have me

Ate her up, heh