♪ (music) ♪

The caption's alright Joe,

read's plain enough.

They'll buy 'em like hotcakes!

Better get another pressman,
the soldiers will be leaving.

Nah, they won't be leaving
for over a week.

The army is parcelling off
the horses and wagons

to the soldiers.

Anything they can use
to work on the farms

when they get down home.

General Lee gaves his orders
this morning.

Hup, hey, hey, hoy!
Hey yippy, hup, hup!

Ah, come on, Hopalong,
we never will get home!

What are you doing, Jim?

Retreating or advancing
on the enemy?

- We don't know!
- Climb up here.

You'll never get home
on that jag.

Thanks, Captain!

♪ (blows horn) ♪

Must've been full or corn liquor
when you picked hiim out.

I just took
what they handed me.

After straddling mules
for four years,

I'll sure enjoy
a steady seat.

Somehow, I can't get used
to the war being over.

Whatever you think about it,
we're going home.

Hope I never hear
another shot fired,

as long as I live.

And you're going to Kentucky!

I married into a feuding family,
but I'm not raising my children

to become targets for
a bunch of bushwhackers.

I'm going to move 
the family west.

- Just on account of the feuding?
- Yes.

A man can have some respect
for his neighbors out there.

And all the land you'll want,
for the asking.

That's where I'm going to build
a permanent home for my family.

You think you'll ever Granny Spellman
and the old man to leave Kentucky?