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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