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
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 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
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 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
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 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