I snuck upon that ole turkey sop
Takin' his little green pills.
No foggy notion was in his mop,
He just had a few thrills.
Once there was a girl on rocky top
Right there but willing to chat.
Wild I do think, meets upon the top,
Right there where she has sat.

Here I sit, you'll always be
Mountain folk to me
Good ole turkey sop
Mountain folk you will be,
Mountain folk you will be.

Once was a guy who did talk nonstop
Tried to get him for to chill.
Pompous all a-time, I wish he'd pop.
Guess he never will.
Once a guy who never was a flop
Extra brains in a jar.
Like to see him do the lindy hop
Do it for the har-hars.

Here I sit, you'll always be
Mountain folk to me
Good ole turkey sop
Mountain folk you will be,
Mountain folk you will be.

Another has peers, to count them was rife
His specialty wasn't Zen.
I say whoa, some people give him strife
He is some kind of brain.

Here I sit, you'll always be
Mountain folk to me
Good ole turkey sop
Mountain folk you will be,
Mountain folk you will be.