Lyrics

For those of you who never been down to Tony Joe White country Never been at South I'm gonna tell you something about it so you can Understand what I'm talkin' about Down there we got a plant Grows out in the woods and in the fields Grows on the rocks and in the trees And everybody calls it polk salad That's polk salad I used to know a girl lived down there She'd go out in the evenings And pick herself a little bit of it And she carried it home And cook it for supper 'Cause that's about all they had to eat But they did all right I said down in Lousiana Where the alligators grow so mean Lived a girl who swear to the world Made the alligators look tame Salad Annie, Polk Salad Annie Everybody said it was a shame Because her mama was a workin' on the chain gang And man she was a mean, vicious woman Her daddy was lazy and no count He claimed he had a bad back And all the brothers were fit for Was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch Polk Salad Annie, gators got your granny (Chonk) And everybody told it was a shame Because her mama was a workin' on the chain gang (A wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman) (Now give me some polk salad, gimme some) Every day 'fore suppertime She'd go down by the truck patch And she pick herself a mess o' polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack Polk Salad Annie, gators got your granny (Chonk, chonk) And everybody said it was a shame Because her mama was a workin' on the chain gang (Sock a little)
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