And it grew behind the barn. It grew, and it grew, And the turnip did no harm.
Turnips are good, but they are best mixed with chestnuts.
When I was a little bird I'd always wish to fly. I flew up t'words the sky. Fighting 'bout their turnip greens. And many of 'ems crazy 'bout jeans. Here come a darkie with his overalls on Still fighting 'bout his turnip greens.