Mountain Home, Ark.
Collected from: Reba Dearmore December 1963
Collected by: Carolyn Wood
Reel 435, Item 4
I had a dream the other night,
I dreamed that I could fly.
I flapped my wings like an eagle,
And flew up to the sky;
Was there I met Marsh Gabriel,
He looked at me so keen;
He asked me what I had to eat And I told him turnip greens.
Turnip greens, trunip greens,
Them good old turnip greens Corn bread and buttermilk And good old turnip greens.
Marsh Gabriel also asked me From what town did I fly?
I told him from Independence That I flew up to the sky.
He said," From Independence He had only one man."
And he couldn't hardly live there In the glory happy land.
He didn't care for honey Nor apple sauce nor cream.
His whole sould and body seemed to crave Them good old turnip greens.
Marsh Gabriel also told me Them southern gals are sweet;
They always look so pretty And they also look so neat.
The reason for their beauty
Is plainly to be seen.
Cause them precious little darlings Are raised on turnip greens.
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