five in the morning
`` Why , I ai n't had a drink , or a dance , or seen a soul in two months . You-all get to bed . I 'll call you-all at five . '' And for the rest of the night he danced on in his stocking feet , and at five in the morning , rapping thunderously on the door of his new partners ' cabin , he could be heard singing the song that had given him his name : -- `` Burning daylight , you-all Stewart River hunchers ! Burning daylight ! Burning daylight ! Burning daylight ! ''