(verse 1) Down in Louisiana, Where the alligators grow so mean, There lived a young girl that I swear to the world, Made the alligators look tame, Polk salad Annie, 'Gators got your granny, Everybody said it was a shame, That the mama was working on the chain gang, What a mean, vicious woman, (verse 2) 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, Polk salad Annie, 'Gators got you granny, Everybody said it was a shame, 'Cause the mama was working on the chain gang, Whoo, a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin woman, Lord have mercy, (bridge) Sock a little Polk salad to me, Yeah, you know i need me a mess of it yeah, (verse 3) Her daddy was lazy and no count, Claimed he had a bad back, All her brothers were fit for, Was stealing watermelons out of my truck, (chorus) 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 me a mess of it, 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 him, You know what meets a meal mention, Sock a little Polk salad to him, You know i need me a mess of it, Chinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling