Polk Salad Annie

Now 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 talking about Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields Looks somethin' like a turnip green Everybody calls it polk salad Polk salad, huh Used to know a girl that 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 alright 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 working on a chain gang A mean vicious woman, huh Now, every day 'fore supper time She'd go down by the truck patch And pick her a mess o' 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 a chain gang A wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman, he-he Lord, have mercy, pick a mess of it Huh 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-hoo Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause her mama was a-working on a chain gang Sock a little polk salad to me You know I need a mean mess of it Woo-ooh, good God Ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh, ooh Got to have me Hey, love Huh