The song is called The Red Hot Breakdown - from Holly Ding by Tom, Brad and Alice.
(Tom Sauber - banjo, Brad Leftwich - fiddle, Alice Gerrard - guitar)
banjo gDGBD, fiddle GDAE

Originally recorded by Earl Johnson and his Clodhoppers and later by Ace Weems and the Fat Meat Boys of Lexington, Virginia

Cheers,
Ray

The Red Hot Breakdown

Way down yonder where I come from
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Way down yonder where I come from
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Way down yonder where I come from
They feed them children on cold cornpone
Sittin on the bench where it ain't no use
Feet stickin out like a chicken on a roost
In the morning, in the morning, so soon

Some folks say a preacher wont steal
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Some folks say a preacher wont steal
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Some folks say a preacher wont steal
But I caught two in my water melon field
eating all of the water-melon, part of the rind
Picking and a praying the whole dang time
In the morning, in the morning, so soon

Two little boys having a fight
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Two little boys having a fight
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Two little boys having a fight
Trying to get to heaven on the tail of a kite
Kite tail broke and they both fell
Instead of going to heaven they went to (fiddle note)
In the morning, in the morning, so soon

Two old maids drinking from a jar
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Two old maids drinking from a jar
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
Two old maids drinking from a jar
Tried to get to heaven in a 'lectric car
And they pushed and shoved and but they didn't get there
The darn old thing wouldn't go that far
In the morning, in the morning, so soon

If you want get to heaven I'll tell you what to do
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
If you want get to heaven I'll tell you what to do
In the morning, in the morning, so soon
If you want get to heaven I'll tell you what to do
Grease your palms with mutton stew
Grab the devil right by the hand
Slide right over in the promised land
In the morning, in the morning, so soon