name that tune! - Tile Advice

[chrisroe]

I gonna tell you a little story, so youll understand where Im talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields,
And it looks something like a turnip green.

 

[doug boardley]

might be needing a clue..............

 

[chris.tiling]

No idea...help please!

 

[chrisroe]

where the aligagators grow so tough

 

[Rob Z]

I couldn't stand it any more :mad2:and had to google it....good one chris.

 

[chris.tiling]

where the aligagators grow so tough

Still no idea....got any more clues?

 

[chrisroe]

salad .....

 

[Aztectiler]

I have googled this as even my okd DJ buddie didn't know the answer. :mad2:

Neither him or nyself have even heard of this track.

You got me royal!

 

[chrisroe]

think of it on a deep americian voice whos breath smells of peanut butter sandwitches



oh and here the lyrics cause even im bored of it

Some of you all never been down south too much...
I gonna tell you a little story, so youll understand where Im talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields,
And it looks something like a turnip green.
Everybody calls it polk salad. now thats polk salad.
Used to know a girl that lived down there and
Shed go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it...
Carry it home and cook it for supper, cause thats about all they had to eat,
But they did all right.

Down in louisiana
Where the alligators grow so mean
Lived a 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
For the mama was working on the chain-gang
What a mean, vicious woman

Everyday before suppertime
Shed 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, how wretched, dispiteful, straight-razor totin woman,
Lord have mercy.

Sock a little polk salad to him
Yeah, you know what, yeah, yeah

But daddy was a lazy and a no-count
Claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for
Was stealing watermelons out of my truck

For once 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 him
You know what meets a meal mention
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 what meets a meal mention
Chinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling
:ban:

 

[chrisroe]

i done you all

:hurray::8:

 

[kilty55]

the pubs open dude i suggest you go drink it dry:drool5:

 

[bighen]

hey hey hey. But don't tread on my blue swede rigger boots:lol::lol:

 

[chrisroe]

i dont want another go brain gone dead

 

[Aztectiler]

I'll have a go cos I found out that yours was Elvis Preston.

Try this below.

Your cruel device
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

 

[wivers]

Is it "poison" ?