Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's it, that's it, that's it right there
Some of y'all ain't never been down South too much
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this
So y'all understand what I'm talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields
Looks something like a turnip green
Everybody calls it Polk salad
Polk salad, huh, we got it now
Used to know a girl that lived down there
She'd go out in the evening, pick a mess of it
Carry it home and cook it for supper
'Cause that's about all they had to eat
But they did alright
Down in Louisiana
Where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl and I swear to the world
She made the alligators look tame
Polk Salad Annie
Ooh-hoo, Polk Salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was a-workin' on a chain gang
A mean, vicious woman, huh
You see, every day 'fore suppertime
She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of Polk salad
And carry it home in a tow sack
Polk Salad Annie
You know the gators got your granny, huh
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was a-workin' on a chain gang
A wretched, spiteful, straight razor-totin' woman
Come on, man, hit me with it now, ow!
Yeah, that's it
Ooh-hoo
Oh Lord
Her daddy was lazy and no count
He claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for
Was stealing watermelons out of my truck patch
Polk Salad Annie
You know the gators got your granny
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was a-workin' on a chain gang
You know that's right, Annie, don't you?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Suck a little Polk salad to me
You know I need a mean mess of it
Uh-huh, got to have some food, ooh
Yeah, I got to have some food
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
