Polk Salad Annie

Joe Dassin · Folk & Jazzy [1996]

(Tony Joe White)



Now for those of you've never been down the Tony Joe White country

Never been at South...

I'll tell you a little bit about it so

But you can't understand what is this I'm talking about, yeah

Down there they got a plant grows out in the woods and the fields

Grows up a long side the rocks and the trees

And everybody calls it Polk salad. Now that's Polk salad.

Used to know a girl that lived down there and

She'd go out in the evenings to pick herself a little bit of it...

Carry it home and cook it for supper

'Cause that's about all they had to eat, they did all right.



I said down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so mean

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

For the mama was working on the chain-gang

She was a mean, vicious woman



Everyday before suppertime, she'd go down by the truck patch

And pick herself a mess of Polk salad and carry it home in a tote sack



Polk salad Annie, 'gators got you granny

Everybody said it was a shame

Because her mama was working on the chain-gang

Whoo, how wretched, despiteful, straight-razor totin' woman

Now, give me some Polk salad. Give me some.



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

All her brothers were fit for was stealing watermelons out of my truck



For once Polk salad Annie, 'gators got your granny

Everybody thought it was a shame

Because her mama was working on the chain-gang



Sock a little Polk salad to him, you know what meets a meal mention

You sock a little, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah.