I thought I'd check out how Sam Chatmon's lyrics differ. You can find his version on youtube from his album The Mississippi Sheik at 29:42 (https://youtu.be/FooYWuLw66M?t=1781)

When I was a little boy,
I'd always wished to fly,
I flapped my wings very fast
I flew up towards the sky.
When I got up in Heaven,
Seen something I never have seen,
There sixteen thousand burly coons
Fightin' about his turnip greens.

    CHORUS
    He's a fool about his turnip greens
    He eats a pipeful everyday
    Say your corn bread and your good buttermilk
    And your good old turnip greens.

Say the white man goes to the college
And the Negro to the fields,
There white man will learn to read and write,
Whilst the Negro learns to steal.
Say the white man wears his broadcloth,
And the Indian he loves jeans,
But here comes the darkey with his over-alls on,
Fightin' about his turnip green.

    CHORUS
    He's a fool about his turnip greens
    He eats a pipeful everyday
    Say your corn bread and your good buttermilk
    And your good old turnip greens.


Oh the white folks in their parlor,
Just eatin' cake and cream,
That negro back in the kitchen,
Still fightin' over turnip greens.

    CHORUS
    He's a fool about his turnip greens
    He eats a pipeful everyday
    Say your corn bread and your good buttermilk
    And your good old turnip greens.