| Gee, ' n' haw, 'n' keep on draggin, an the wheels 'ul turn, |
| and if this wagon don’t jus' stop an burn, then Ah’ll be |
| bragging on ya, iffen we c’n make it into town. |
| Hey, you wheels, a-squeak, squack, squawkin as you |
| brake an bind, you make more rackit than a man c’n mind, |
| but make more music an keep turnin like the wagon’s breakin down. |
| Don’t let the sun set! Don’t let the moon rise! |
| Don’t let the fun start! Don’t let the dune rise! |
| But when we git thar, bring on them fiddlers, |
| And let the barn dance 'till dawn. |
| Git me gone, mah girl-friend's waitin fer me. |
| Git me gone, mah girl-friend's waitin fer me. |
| Just keep on, an take me to her an the dancin' an the doin’s in the town ! |