but sometimes you have to, and there are a few things

I'd like to say goodbye to right now.

It's time for "Go On, Git."

-♪ Go on, git ♪

♪ Go on, git ♪

♪ Go on, go on, go on, git ♪

[ Western electric guitar twanging ]

♪♪

-Go on, git, Super Bowl ads

that keep airin' after the Super Bowl.

You're like the weird 20-year-old

who still hangs out at his old high school.

It's over, hoss!

Seein' you try to relive your glory

during a rerun of "NCIS" just makes me S-A-D.

Now learn something from those Budweiser frogs and...

[Croaking] Go. On. Git.

[ Laughter ]

[ Applause ]

♪♪

Go on, git!

Keys.

It's 2021.

Why am I still walking around

with a bunch of tiny jagged knifes in my pocket?

Make me sound like sleigh bells.

Even Motel 6 upgraded to the key card,

and they can't even afford water pressure!

[ Laughter ]

So, keys, uh, go on...

use yourselves to unlock the door, then git.

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪♪

♪♪

Go on, git.

Seeds.

[ Laughter ]

I see you tryin' to act like a food,

sneakin' your way into salads and smoothies and whatnot.

But y'all ain't food!

You go into the ground and become food!

You are pre-food!

So go on, git, back into the ground, seeds,

and come back when you're an actual full-grown sunflower.

And then I'll eatcha!

And then I'll eatcha!

And then I'll eatcha!

And then I'll eatcha!

Then I'll eatcha!

[ Laughter ]

[ Spitting, can dinging ]

Sunflower, I'll eat you!

[ Laughter ]

[ Laughs ]

Go on, git...

[ Laughs ]

...TV shows where sound effects

are way louder than the talkin' parts.

When I'm immersin' myself into a make-believe world

of double-crossing CIA agents,

I want to relax, not play a game

of volume chess with my TV remote.

So GO ON, git, BACK to ONE CONSISTENT VOLUME!

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪♪

[ Laughter ]

♪♪

Go on, git, thesauruses.

You are unnecessary, superfluous,

heck, even redundant.

But, hey, since you like pretty words so much,

I got a couple for ya.

Abdicate your position.

[ Applause ]

♪♪

♪♪

Go on, git! Crab cakes.

When I hear the word "cake," I think of a sweet, spongy treat.

But when I hear the word "crab,"

I think of the ocean's scariest STD.

And that's a no-go for my appetito.

So go on, git, crab cakes, and come back when you're

tiny cakes for crabs 'cause that'd be adorable.

Well, it's hard to see 'em go,

but I'm glad I got that out of my system.

We'll be right back with Dwayne Johnson, everybody.

[ Spits, can dings ]

♪♪