FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T BELEIVE IT. ELVIS SANG THIS SONG
spoken] If some of ya'll 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 Poke salad. Poke salad. Used to know a girl that lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings and 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.
[sung] Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean There lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame
Poke salad Annie, poke 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
Poke salad Annie, 'gators got you granny Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause her mama was aworkin' on the chain-gang (a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman, Lord have mercy. Pick a mess of it)
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
Poke salad Annie, the gators got your granny Everybody said it was a shame Cause her mama was a working' on the chain gang (Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a mess of it)
