paroles de chanson Polk Salad Annie - Tom Jones
Some
of
you
all
never
been
down
South
too
much...
I'm
gonna
tell
you
a
little
story,
so
you'll
understand
where
I'm
talking
about
Down
there
we
have
a
plant
that
grows
out
in
the
woods
and
the
fields,
And
it
looks
something
like
a
turnip
green.
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
a
mess
of
it...
Carry
it
home
and
cook
it
for
supper,
cause
that's
about
all
they
had
to
eat,
But
they
did
all
right.
Down
in
Louisiana
Where
the
alligators
grow
so
mean
Lived
a
girl
that
I
swear
to
the
world
Made
the
alligators
look
tame
'Gators
got
your
granny
Everybody
said
it
was
a
shame
For
the
mama
was
working
on
the
chain-gang
What
a
mean,
vicious
woman
Everyday
before
suppertime
She'd
go
down
by
the
truck
patch
And
pick
her
a
mess
of
Polk
salad
And
carry
it
home
in
a
tote
sack
'Gators
got
you
granny
Everybody
said
it
was
a
shame
Cause
the
mama
was
working
on
the
chain-gang
Whoo,
how
wretched,
dispiteful,
straight-razor
totin'
woman,
Lord
have
mercy.
Sock
a
little
Polk
salad
to
me
Yeah,
you
know
what,
yeah,
yeah
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
patch
For
once
Polk
salad
Annie
'Gators
got
your
granny
Everybody
said
it
was
a
shame
For
the
mama
was
working
on
the
chain-gang
Sock
a
little
Polk
salad
to
me
You
know
I
need
a
meal
miss
You
sock
a
little
Hey,
hey,
hey,
yeah,
yeah
(Chic
a
bon,
chic
a
bon,
chic
a
bon
bon
bon
bon
Chic
a
bon,
chic
a
bon,
chic
a
bon
bon
bon
bon)
Sock
a
little
Polk
salad
to
me
You
know
I
need
a
meal
miss
Sock
a
little
Polk
salad
to
him
You
know
I
need
a
meal
Chinc,
chinc,
chinc,
chin,
ling,
ling
ling
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