Polk Salad Annie Chords by Tony Joe White
Tempo:
75.875 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
Em
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
I'd like to do it for some folks who came up from Corpus Christi.
Now some of y'all still ain't never been down south.
I'm gonna tell you about it one more time, so that you understand what we're talking about.
[A] [E]
Down there we got a plant, looks something like a turnip green, except it [Bm] ain't,
[E]
because everybody calls it folk salad.
That's folk [A#] [B] salad.
[E]
Now there used to be a girl down there, she'd go out in the evenings and pick her little bit of it,
carry it home and cook it for supper.
And if she had any left over, she'd hang it out on the clothesline and dry it out, and smoke it.
But she did all [Em] right, y'all.
[E]
I slept down in Louisiana, where the alligator girls sold me.
[E] The little dog girl got a sweat to the world, made the alligator look tame.
[D] Folk [A] salad, ain't it?
Folk [E] salad, ain't it?
[G] Everybody said it [A] was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a [E]-workin' on a chain gang.
Mean, vicious [A] woman.
[E]
Every day for supper time, go down by the truck patch.
Big hard mess of folk salad, carry it home in a tow sack.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator [E] got your granny, chomp, chomp.
[G] Everybody said it [Em] was a shame, cause her [Am] mama was a-workin' on a [E] chain gang.
A rich head, [A] [E] spiteful, [A] [E]
straight razor-toed woman.
All right, baby.
[Em] [E]
[Em] [E]
Lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back.
And all her brothers were fit for [Em] stealin' [C#] [E] watermelons out of my truck patch.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
[E] The gator got your granny.
[G] Everybody said [A] it was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a-workin' [A] on a chain [E] gang.
[A] [E] [A]
[E] Suck a little folk salad, baby.
You ain't need me a mess of it.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
[Em] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator got your own granny.
[E]
Folk salad, ain't it?
Chomp, chomp. Chomp, chomp.
Chomp, chomp.
[G]
[E] [A] [D]
[E] [A] [E] [A]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A] [E]
I'd like to do it for some folks who came up from Corpus Christi.
Now some of y'all still ain't never been down south.
I'm gonna tell you about it one more time, so that you understand what we're talking about.
[A] [E]
Down there we got a plant, looks something like a turnip green, except it [Bm] ain't,
[E]
because everybody calls it folk salad.
That's folk [A#] [B] salad.
[E]
Now there used to be a girl down there, she'd go out in the evenings and pick her little bit of it,
carry it home and cook it for supper.
And if she had any left over, she'd hang it out on the clothesline and dry it out, and smoke it.
But she did all [Em] right, y'all.
[E]
I slept down in Louisiana, where the alligator girls sold me.
[E] The little dog girl got a sweat to the world, made the alligator look tame.
[D] Folk [A] salad, ain't it?
Folk [E] salad, ain't it?
[G] Everybody said it [A] was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a [E]-workin' on a chain gang.
Mean, vicious [A] woman.
[E]
Every day for supper time, go down by the truck patch.
Big hard mess of folk salad, carry it home in a tow sack.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator [E] got your granny, chomp, chomp.
[G] Everybody said it [Em] was a shame, cause her [Am] mama was a-workin' on a [E] chain gang.
A rich head, [A] [E] spiteful, [A] [E]
straight razor-toed woman.
All right, baby.
[Em] [E]
[Em] [E]
Lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back.
And all her brothers were fit for [Em] stealin' [C#] [E] watermelons out of my truck patch.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
[E] The gator got your granny.
[G] Everybody said [A] it was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a-workin' [A] on a chain [E] gang.
[A] [E] [A]
[E] Suck a little folk salad, baby.
You ain't need me a mess of it.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
Suck a little.
[Em] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator got your own granny.
[E]
Folk salad, ain't it?
Chomp, chomp. Chomp, chomp.
Chomp, chomp.
[G]
[E] [A] [D]
[E] [A] [E] [A]
Key:
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ I'd like to do it for some folks who came up from Corpus Christi. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now some of y'all still ain't never been down south. _ _
_ I'm gonna tell you about it one more time, _ _ so that you understand what we're talking about.
_ _ _ [A] _ [E] _
Down there we got a plant, _ _ looks something like a turnip green, _ except it [Bm] ain't,
_ _ _ [E]
because everybody calls it folk salad.
_ _ That's folk [A#] [B] salad.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now there used to be a girl down there, _ _ she'd go out in the evenings and pick her little bit of it, _ _
carry it home and cook it for supper. _ _ _ _
And if she had any left over, _ she'd hang it out on the clothesline and dry it out, and smoke it. _ _ _ _
_ But she did all [Em] right, y'all.
_ _ [E] _ _
_ I slept down in Louisiana, where the alligator girls sold me.
[E] The little dog girl got a sweat to the world, made the alligator look tame.
[D] Folk [A] salad, ain't it?
Folk [E] salad, ain't it?
_ _ [G] Everybody said it [A] was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a [E]-workin' on a chain gang.
_ Mean, vicious [A] woman.
[E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Every day for supper time, go down by the truck patch.
Big hard mess of folk salad, carry it home in a tow sack.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator [E] got your granny, chomp, chomp.
[G] Everybody said it [Em] was a shame, cause her [Am] mama was a-workin' on a [E] chain gang.
A rich head, [A] _ [E] _ spiteful, [A] _ [E] _
straight razor-toed woman.
All right, baby. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ Lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back.
And all her brothers were fit for [Em] stealin' [C#] [E] watermelons out of my truck patch.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
_ [E] The gator got your granny.
_ _ [G] Everybody said [A] it was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a-workin' [A] on a chain [E] gang.
_ [A] _ [E] _ [A] _
[E] _ _ Suck a little folk salad, baby.
You ain't need me a mess of it.
Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
[Em] _ _ Folk salad, ain't it? _ _
_ _ The gator got your own granny.
_ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Folk salad, ain't it? _ _
_ _ _ _ Chomp, chomp. Chomp, chomp. _
Chomp, chomp. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
[E] _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ I'd like to do it for some folks who came up from Corpus Christi. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now some of y'all still ain't never been down south. _ _
_ I'm gonna tell you about it one more time, _ _ so that you understand what we're talking about.
_ _ _ [A] _ [E] _
Down there we got a plant, _ _ looks something like a turnip green, _ except it [Bm] ain't,
_ _ _ [E]
because everybody calls it folk salad.
_ _ That's folk [A#] [B] salad.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now there used to be a girl down there, _ _ she'd go out in the evenings and pick her little bit of it, _ _
carry it home and cook it for supper. _ _ _ _
And if she had any left over, _ she'd hang it out on the clothesline and dry it out, and smoke it. _ _ _ _
_ But she did all [Em] right, y'all.
_ _ [E] _ _
_ I slept down in Louisiana, where the alligator girls sold me.
[E] The little dog girl got a sweat to the world, made the alligator look tame.
[D] Folk [A] salad, ain't it?
Folk [E] salad, ain't it?
_ _ [G] Everybody said it [A] was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a [E]-workin' on a chain gang.
_ Mean, vicious [A] woman.
[E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Every day for supper time, go down by the truck patch.
Big hard mess of folk salad, carry it home in a tow sack.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
The gator [E] got your granny, chomp, chomp.
[G] Everybody said it [Em] was a shame, cause her [Am] mama was a-workin' on a [E] chain gang.
A rich head, [A] _ [E] _ spiteful, [A] _ [E] _
straight razor-toed woman.
All right, baby. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ Lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back.
And all her brothers were fit for [Em] stealin' [C#] [E] watermelons out of my truck patch.
[A] Folk salad, ain't it?
_ [E] The gator got your granny.
_ _ [G] Everybody said [A] it was a shame, [G] cause her mama was a-workin' [A] on a chain [E] gang.
_ [A] _ [E] _ [A] _
[E] _ _ Suck a little folk salad, baby.
You ain't need me a mess of it.
Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
_ Suck a little.
[Em] _ _ Folk salad, ain't it? _ _
_ _ The gator got your own granny.
_ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Folk salad, ain't it? _ _
_ _ _ _ Chomp, chomp. Chomp, chomp. _
Chomp, chomp. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
[E] _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _