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Turkey In The Straw

Don Scribner sings the song. The words vary from what is here, but the tune is what the song is sung to.

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Oh, as I was a goin' down the road
With a tired team and a heavy load
I cracked my whip and leader sprung
I says good-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 play a little tune called 'Turkey in the Straw'

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

Oh, I 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' his eyes at his mother-in-law

Well, I met Mr. Catfish comin' down stream
Says Mr. Catfish, "What do you mean?"
I caught Mr. Catfish by the snout
And I turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out

Well, I came to a river and I couldn't get across
So I paid five dollars for a blind old hoss
He wouldn't go ahead, and he wouldn't stand still
So we went up and down like an old saw mill

As I came down the new cut road
I met Mr. Bullfrog, I met Miss Toad
And every time Miss Toad would sing
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing

Oh, I had an old hen and she had a wooden leg
She was the best darn hen that ever laid an egg
She laid more eggs than any hen on the farm
And a little competition didn't do her any harm

Well, if frogs had wings and snakes had hair
And automobiles went flying through the air
Well, if watermelons grew on a huckleberry vine
We'd all have winter in the summertime