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"Git Along Little Yearlings" from East Nash Grass' latest album "All God's Children," AVAILABLE NOW!!! ENG shirts, hats, etc available here: https://www.eastnashgrass.com/merch Label: Mountain Fever Music Songwriter: Jimmy Driftwood Produced by East Nash Grass and Jake Stargel Engineered by Jake Stargel at TuneSmith Studio Mixed by Jake Stargel Mastered by Ron Rice Cover Painting: Tom Britt Cover design: Setty Hopkins Lyrics: The yanks took our corn, the rebs took our cotton The bank took our land and the tax got our home We yoked up our oxen and loaded our wagons We drove the poor yearlings, we started to roll Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Don't stray far away or you can't hear the bell Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Stay close to the wagons and all will be well T'was in Alabama we lost our first wagon We thanked the good Lord that we lost only one In ole Mississippi we fought the jayhawkers And in Louisiana we buried a son Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Don't stray far away or you can't hear the bell Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Stay close to the wagons and all will be well There's bears in the woods and there's wolves and there's injuns There's quicksandy holes and there's mountains of stones Last night a poor yearling strayed too far from camp And this morning we found just a bundle of bones Hoo-ray and hoo-rah, give a big hallelujah The journey is ending, we're very near thar Give thanks to the oxen and pray to Jehovah We'll soon be a-resting beneath the Lone Star Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Don't stray far away or you can't hear the bell Git along little yearlings, we're-a going to Texas Stay close to the wagons and all will be well