This is what I learned from a member of the Rakensack folk society.

Turnip Greens

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I had a dream the other night, I dreamed that I could fly.
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Flapped my arms like a buzzard and I flew up to the sky.
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At the gate I met St. Peter, to me he looked so neat
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He asked me in to dinner, and this is what we eat.
Chorus
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Turnip Greens, turnip greens, good old turnip greens
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Corn bread and buttermilk, and good old turnip greens.

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TURNIP GREENS

I had a dream the other night, I dreamed that I could fly.
Flapped my arms like a buzzard and I flew up to the sky.
At the gate I met St. Peter, to me he looked so neat
He asked me in to dinner, and this is what we eat.

CHORUS: Turnip Greens, turnip greens, good old turnip greens
Cornbread and buttermilk, and good old turnip greens.

St. Peter boldly asked me, from what state I did fly,
I flew up from old Arkansas, I flew up to the sky,
He talked me through a through a telephone, said "I don't know what it means,
But half the people in that state all live on turnip greens. CHORUS

St. Peter said, "That Arkansas man had a heart as black as jet,
And he could scarcely stay here in this blessed promised land,
Said he didn't care for honey, for sugar or for cream,
His heart and soul just seemed to crave a mess of turnip greens. CHORUS

St. Peter said, "That Arkansas man had a heart as black as jet,
For once he was an angel and he should have been one yet.
But his ways they were so wicked, he lived far beyond his means,
They sent him down for stealing...a mess of turnip greens." CHORUS

St. Peter said, "Those Arkansas girls are awful hard to beat,
They always look so pretty and they always look so neat,
The reason for their beauty, is plainly to be seen,
The precious little darlin's were all raised on turnip greens." CHORUS