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. 
CHORUS: 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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