Chords for Dutch Mason Blues Band - Polk Salad Annie
Tempo:
102.65 bpm
Chords used:
Em
E
A
G
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
Now some of y'all been down south too much, I'm gonna tell you what it's all about.
You know, used to be a weed growed over in the field.
Some people used to call it a poke salad.
You know, I used to know a girl up on the hill.
Every [A] round supper time she come round and cook her up a mean mess of it.
[E]
You know what she couldn't cook up, she put in a pipe and smoke it.
Oh, poke salad.
Down in [Em]
Louisiana, where the [E] alligator grows so many.
I knew a girl I'm gonna swear to the world.
[Em] Make them gators look tame.
[A] Poke salad and up, the gators got [Em] your banner.
[E]
[G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame [G] that a mama been a working [A] owner chain gang.
Bless [Em] my soul.
[E] Play me a little bit son, feels good.
[Em]
[E]
[A]
[Em]
[B]
[A]
[Em]
Every evening round supper time, [E] work on down to the truck stand.
Pick a mess of poke [Em] salad, [Am] carry it home [C] in a tote sack.
Poke [A] salad and up, the gators [Em] got your banner.
[G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame that [G] a mama been a working owner [A] chain gang.
Load, [E] load.
You know, I think I'm [Em] gonna pick me up a mean mess of it.
[E] You know, I don't even care if the gators do gut my granny.
[Em] I just got to have some poke salad.
Oh, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.
Mmm, that tastes good.
I think I'll [E] take some home for [Em] myself.
Oh, that pot's hot son.
[E] Mmm, I call it the hot pot.
Son, load, load.
Now some of y'all been down south too much, I'm gonna tell you what it's all about.
You know, used to be a weed growed over in the field.
Some people used to call it a poke salad.
You know, I used to know a girl up on the hill.
Every [A] round supper time she come round and cook her up a mean mess of it.
[E]
You know what she couldn't cook up, she put in a pipe and smoke it.
Oh, poke salad.
Down in [Em]
Louisiana, where the [E] alligator grows so many.
I knew a girl I'm gonna swear to the world.
[Em] Make them gators look tame.
[A] Poke salad and up, the gators got [Em] your banner.
[E]
[G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame [G] that a mama been a working [A] owner chain gang.
Bless [Em] my soul.
[E] Play me a little bit son, feels good.
[Em]
[E]
[A]
[Em]
[B]
[A]
[Em]
Every evening round supper time, [E] work on down to the truck stand.
Pick a mess of poke [Em] salad, [Am] carry it home [C] in a tote sack.
Poke [A] salad and up, the gators [Em] got your banner.
[G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame that [G] a mama been a working owner [A] chain gang.
Load, [E] load.
You know, I think I'm [Em] gonna pick me up a mean mess of it.
[E] You know, I don't even care if the gators do gut my granny.
[Em] I just got to have some poke salad.
Oh, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.
Mmm, that tastes good.
I think I'll [E] take some home for [Em] myself.
Oh, that pot's hot son.
[E] Mmm, I call it the hot pot.
Son, load, load.
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_ _ Now some of y'all been down south too much, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm gonna tell you what it's all about. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ You know, used to be a weed growed over in the field. _ _ _
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_ _ Some people used to call it a poke salad. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ You know, I used to know a girl up on the hill. _ _ _
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Every [A] round supper time she come round and cook her up a mean mess of it.
[E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You know what she couldn't cook up, she put in a pipe and smoke it.
Oh, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ poke _ _ _ _ _ _ _
salad. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Down in [Em]
Louisiana, _ _ where the [E] alligator grows so many. _ _ _
I knew a girl I'm gonna swear to the world.
_ [Em] Make them gators look tame.
[A] Poke salad and up, _ _ _ the gators got [Em] your banner.
_ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame _ _ [G] that a mama been a working [A] owner chain gang.
Bless [Em] my soul. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Play me a little bit son, feels good. _
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_ _ Every evening round supper time, _ _ [E] work on down to the truck stand. _
Pick a mess of poke [Em] salad, _ _ _ [Am] carry it home [C] in a tote sack.
Poke [A] salad and up, _ _ _ the gators [Em] got your banner. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame _ that [G] a mama been a working owner [A] chain gang.
Load, [E] load.
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You know, I think I'm [Em] gonna pick me up a mean mess of it. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] You know, I don't even care if the gators do gut my granny. _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ I just got to have some poke salad.
_ _ _ _ _
Oh, _ _ give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.
Mmm, _ _ _ that tastes good. _ _
_ _ I think I'll [E] take some home for [Em] myself. _ _ _ _
Oh, that pot's hot son.
[E] Mmm, I call it the hot pot.
_ Son, _ load, load. _ _ _
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_ _ Now some of y'all been down south too much, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm gonna tell you what it's all about. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You know, used to be a weed growed over in the field. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Some people used to call it a poke salad. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You know, I used to know a girl up on the hill. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Every [A] round supper time she come round and cook her up a mean mess of it.
[E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You know what she couldn't cook up, she put in a pipe and smoke it.
Oh, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ poke _ _ _ _ _ _ _
salad. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Down in [Em]
Louisiana, _ _ where the [E] alligator grows so many. _ _ _
I knew a girl I'm gonna swear to the world.
_ [Em] Make them gators look tame.
[A] Poke salad and up, _ _ _ the gators got [Em] your banner.
_ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame _ _ [G] that a mama been a working [A] owner chain gang.
Bless [Em] my soul. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Play me a little bit son, feels good. _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Every evening round supper time, _ _ [E] work on down to the truck stand. _
Pick a mess of poke [Em] salad, _ _ _ [Am] carry it home [C] in a tote sack.
Poke [A] salad and up, _ _ _ the gators [Em] got your banner. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Everybody said it was a [A] shame _ that [G] a mama been a working owner [A] chain gang.
Load, [E] load.
_ _ _ _ _ _
You know, I think I'm [Em] gonna pick me up a mean mess of it. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] You know, I don't even care if the gators do gut my granny. _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ I just got to have some poke salad.
_ _ _ _ _
Oh, _ _ give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.
Mmm, _ _ _ that tastes good. _ _
_ _ I think I'll [E] take some home for [Em] myself. _ _ _ _
Oh, that pot's hot son.
[E] Mmm, I call it the hot pot.
_ Son, _ load, load. _ _ _