Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so meanLived a girl, that I swear to the worldMade the alligators look tame
This song is just plain badass. It could have been extremely corny, but it’s not at all. It’s that groove that is impossible to escape and the lyrics just follow so nicely. Amos Moses, a song by Jerry Reed, is in this vein as well.
This song could very well be called Swamp Rock. It blends blues, rock, and country with a Southern feel. Tony Joe White, often called “The Swamp Fox,” built much of his career around this style, influencing later artists like Creedence Clearwater Revival and The Black Keys.
The song was on his 1969 album called Black and White. The album peaked at #51 on the Billboard 100, but the single did much better. Polk Salad Annie peaked at #8 on the Billboard 100 and #10 in Canada in 1969.
White was what you would call a one-hit wonder, but he wrote many more hits than this one. He wrote A Rainy Night In Georgia, Willie and Laura Mae Jones, Steamy Windows, and others. Artists such as Willie Nelson, Elvis Presley (where I heard the song first), Ray Charles, and Tina Turner.
Elvis Presley released the song in 1973. It wasn’t released as a single in America, but it did manage to peak at #23 in the UK.
Polk Salad Annie
If some of ya’ll never been down south too muchSome y’all never been down s-I’m gonna tell you a little story so’s you’ll understand what I’m talkin’ aboutDown there we have a plant that grows out in the woods, and the fieldsAnd it looks somethin’ like a turnip greenEverybody calls it polk saladNow that’s polk saladUsed to know a girl lived down there and she’d go out in the evenings andPick her a mess of itCarry it home and cook it for supperBecause that’s about all they had to eatBut they did all right
Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so meanLived a girl, that I swear to the worldMade the alligators look tamePolk salad Annie, gators got your grannyEverybody said it was a shameBecause her momma was a workin’ on the chain gangA mean vicious woman
Everyday before supper time, she’d go down by the truck patchAnd pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tow sackPolk salad Annie, the gators got your grannyEverybody says it was a shameBecause her momma was a workin’ on the chain gangA wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin’ womanLord have Mercy, pick a mess of it
Sock a little polk salad to me
Her daddy was lazy and no-count, claimed he had a bad backAll her brothers were fit forWas stealin’ watermelons out of my truck patchPolk salad Annie, the gators got your grannyEverybody said it was a shameBecause her momma was a workin’ on the chain gang
Yeah, sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of itSock a little
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