Git Along Little Yearlings

[Verse 1]
The Yanks took our corn and the Rebs took our cotton
The bank took our land and the tax got our home (tax got our home)
We yoked up our oxen and loaded our wagons
With a drove of poor yearlings, we started to rove (started to rove)

[Chorus]
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas (git along)
Don't stray far away (git along) or you can't hear the bell (git along)
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas
Stay close to the wagons and all will be well (all will be well)

[Verse 2]
'Twas was in Alabama, we lost the first wagon
We thanked the good Lord that wе lost only one (lost only one)
In old Mississippi, we fought thе Jayhawkers
And in Louisiana, we buried our son (buried our son)

[Chorus]
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas (git along)
Don't stray far away (git along) or you can't hear the bell (git along)
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas
Stay close to the wagons and all will be well (all will be well)

[Verse 3]
There's bears in the woods and there's wolves and there's Indians
There's quick sandy holes and there's mountains of stone (mountains of stone)
Last night, a poor yearling strayed too far from camp
And this morning we found just a bundle of bones

[Chorus]
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas (git along)
Don't stray far away (git along) or you can't hear the bell (git along)
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas
Stay close to the wagons and all will be well (all will be well)

[Verse 4]
Hooray and hurrah, give a big hallelujah
The journey is ending, we're very near thar (very near thar)
Give thanks to the oxen and praise to Jehovah
We'll soon be a-resting beneath the Lone Star ('neath the Lone Star)

[Chorus]
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas (git along)
Don't stray far away (git along) or you can't hear the bell (git along)
Git along, little yearlings, we're a-going to Texas
Stay close to the wagons and all will be well (all will be well)