Turkey in the Straw

As I was a-gwine down the road
Tired team and a heavy load
Crack my whip and the leader sprung
L seys day-day to the wagon tongue

Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay
Roll 'em up and twist 'em up a high tuckahaw
And twist 'em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw

Went out to milk, and I didn't know how
I milked the goat instead of the cow
A monkey sittin' on a pile of straw
A-winkin' at his mother-in-law

Met Mr. Catfish comin' down stream
Says Mr. Catfish, "What does you mean?"
Caught Mr. Catfish by the snout
And turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out

Came to a river and I couldn't get across
Paid five dollars for a blind old hoss;
Wouldn't go ahead, nor he wouldn't stand still
So he went up and down like an old saw mill
As I came down the new cut road
Met Mr. Bullfrog, met Miss Toad
And every time Miss Toad would sing
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing

Oh I jumped in the seat and I gave a little yell
The horses ran away, broke the wagon all to hell
Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn
I never been so happy since the day I was born

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