Polk Salad Annie

Southern Roots and Swamp Tales: Polk Salad Annie Unveiled
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Lyrics

If some of ya'll never been down south too much

If you haven't been to the southern United States much,

I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this

I'll provide some information about this,

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

So you can understand what I'm talking about.

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

There's a plant that grows in the woods,

And in the fields looks somethin' like a turnip green

And in the fields, resembling a turnip green.

And everybody calls it polk salad, polk salad

It's known as polk salad, polk salad.

Used to know a girl lived down there

I knew a girl who lived there,

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

She'd gather a bunch of it in the evenings,

Carry it home and cook it for supper

Take it home and cook it for supper.

'Cause thats about all they had to eat, but they did all right

Because that's mostly what they had to eat, but they managed.


Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so mean

In Louisiana, where the alligators are fierce,

There lived a girl, that I swear to the world

There was a girl who, I swear to the world,

Made the alligators look tame

Made the alligators seem tame.

Polk salad Annie, polk salad Annie

Polk salad Annie, polk salad Annie.

Everybody said it was a shame

Everyone said it was a shame.

Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang

Because her momma was working on the chain gang,

(A mean vicious woman)

(A mean, vicious woman)


Everyday ?for supper time, she'd go down by the truck patch

Every day before supper, she'd go to the truck patch,

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

Pick a bunch of polk salad, carry it home in a tow sack.

Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny

Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny.

Everybody says it was a shame

Everyone said it was a shame.

Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang

Because her momma was working on the chain gang,

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

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

Lord have Mercy, pick a mess of it)

Lord have mercy, pick a bunch of it.)


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

Her daddy was lazy and worthless, claimed he had a bad back.

All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons

All her brothers were only good for stealing watermelons

Out of my truck patch

Out of my truck patch.

Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny

Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny.

Everybody said it was a shame

Everyone said it was a shame.

Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang

Because her momma was working on the chain gang,

(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)

(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a bunch of it.)

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