| If some of ya’ll never been down South too much
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| I’m gonna tell you a little bit about this, so that
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| You’ll understand what I’m talking about
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| Down there we have a plant that grows out
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| In the woods and the fields, looks something’like
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| A turnip green
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| Everybody calls it Polk salad. |
| Polk salad
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| Used to know a girl that lived down there and
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| She’d go out in the evenings and pick a mess of it
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| Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that’s
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| About all they hat to eat, but they did all right
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| Down in Louisiana
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| Where the alligators grow so mean
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| There lived a girl that I sear to the world
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| Made the alligators look tame
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| Ref:
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| Polk salad Annie. |
| Polk salad Annie
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| Everybody said it was a shame
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| Cause her mama was working on the chain-gang
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| (a mean, vicious woman)
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| Everyday 'fore supper time
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| She’d go down by the truck patch
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| And pick her a mess o’Polk salad
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| And carry it home in a tote sack
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| Ref:
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| Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny
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| Everybody said it was a shame
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| 'Cause her mama was working' on the chain-gang
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| (a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin'
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| Woman, Lord have mercy. |
| Pick a mess of it)
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| Her daddy was lazy and no count
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| Claimed he had a bad black
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| All her brothers were fit for was stealin'
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| Watermelons out of my truck patch
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| Ref:
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| Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny
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| Everybody said it was a shame
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| 'Cause her mama was working' on the chain-gang |