Standard (EADGBE)
Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so mean.
There lived a girl, that I swear to the world,
made the alligators look tame.
Chorus
Polk salad Annie, polk salad Annie.
Everybody said it was a shame..
cause her Mama was working on the chain-gang.
A mean, vicious woman.
Everyday '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.
Chorus
Polk salad Annie..'gators got your Granny.
Everybody said it was a shame..cause her Mama was
workin on the chain-gang..
a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman.
Lord have mercy.
(INTERLUDE:HARMONICA:)
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.
Chorus
Polk salad Annie..the 'gators got your Granny.
Everybody said it was a shame..cause her Mama was
working on the chain-gang.
Outro
Sock a little polk-salad to me..you know I need a mean
mess of it..(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.